All Chapters of Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Callista“Where are we heading?” I asked softly, my heartbeat pounding so hard it felt like it was trying to tear through my ribs.Luca didn’t answer immediately. His fingers tapped lazily against the steering wheel while his sharp eyes met mine through the rearview mirror.That look was a terrifying fucking look. It was like he could smell fear on me and he enjoyed it.“I asked you something,” I muttered, trying not to sound scared even though my stomach was twisting violently.His jaw flexed. “You ask too many questions, princess.”My throat tightened at the nickname.I hated how his voice affected me…my body reacted every damn time he looked at me like he wanted to ruin me.“I don’t want to be involved with you, Mr. Luca,” I blurted out quickly. “And I’d appreciate it if you told your business allies that I’m not your woman.”His expression darkened slowly, dangerously and the muscle in his jaw twitched once.Then…SCREEECHHHH!The vehicles stopped so abruptly in the middle of the r

DaelenThe call rang once, twice and three fucking times and then it went to voicemail.I stared at the screen and a strange irritation crawled beneath my skin.Elysia never ignored my calls when she was my side chick, she had always worshiped me and even called before I thought about her.I ended the call and dialed again, still voice mail. The girl sitting beside me wrapped an arm around my shoulder. "Forget her," she purred.I looked at her and then slowly removed her hand.The smile slipped from her face immediately. "Did I fucking ask for your opinion?"Her face turned pale. The room went silent for half a second before the music swallowed the unease.Fear was healthier than comfort. I tossed my phone onto the couch and grabbed another glass of whiskey.The alcohol burned down my throat, it should have made me feel better.Instead, it only made the silence louder. So, Elysia had been gone for two damn days and she left no calls or messages.I laughed bitterly. Wasn't this what I

CallistaI couldn’t quite explain it, but somewhere between the silence of the mansion and the careful rhythm of Palmer’s footsteps moving around me, I began to feel something close to peace, as though the house that had once felt like a cage had momentarily softened its edges simply because she was inside it with me.Palmer had a way of doing that…of filling a room with warmth without ever needing to raise her voice and even now, as I sat on the edge of the unfamiliar bed she had just prepared for me, I found myself watching her move about the room with a kind of quiet fascination, her hands brushing over surfaces as if she could “see” them despite the fact that her eyes never truly focused on anything in front of her.She was blind, yet she moved with certainty that made me wonder whether sight had ever really been necessary for kindness.“You must be exhausted,” she said softly, tilting her head slightly as she placed folded towels beside me, and although her gaze didn’t meet mine

Callista I just stood there, staring at him. When I had walked into this room, I had been ready for a fight. I wanted to tell him exactly what I thought about the way he had treated Palmer. I wanted to make him understand that people weren't toys he could push around whenever he pleased.He clearly didn't know her worth, maybe because people like him had never known what it felt like to be abandoned, I did.I knew exactly what it felt like to have nobody standing beside you, nobody willing to fight for you. I knew the kind of loneliness that crawled into your chest and stayed there, making itself at home.That's why seeing Palmer hurt had bothered me more than I cared to admit. I opened my mouth, ready to unleash everything I had rehearsed in my head but nothing came out, not a single word.That was when I noticed his hand casually gesturing toward the medical staff. "Leave us."The doctors and nurses exchanged uncertain glances before silently gathering their things. Some of their e

CallistaThe entire exchange lasted less than thirty seconds, yet somehow it left me more confused than everything else that had happened tonight.Because monsters weren't supposed to apologize. Psychopaths weren't supposed to care. Yet here he was doing both.Palmer offered him one final smile before turning toward me. "Miss Callista, come with me." I remained exactly where I was.Not moving, blinking or breathing properly. My eyes stayed fixed on Luca. Something wasn't adding up. Nothing about this man made sense.One moment he was threatening people. The next he was apologizing to his staff.One moment he acted cold enough to freeze hell itself. The next he looked at me like I was the answer to a question he couldn't solve.It was infuriating."Miss Callista?" Palmer repeated gently.I still didn't move.Luca's gaze slowly lifted toward mine. The intensity instantly made my stomach twist.Then he asked quietly, "Are you satisfied now?"I forced a smile. I wore that only when I'm tr