Albert POVHer gaze held a flicker of something I hadn't anticipated – disgust and a furious distance. It was like she was seeing someone else through me. And for some reason, I didn't want to see that kind of disdain in her eyes."Do you wish I had connections with them?""No," she said, her voice
Mia POVA beat of silence hung in the air, and then Albert cleared his throat, the stiffness in his posture momentarily forgotten."I had some… visa issues in the past. Overstayed my welcome, shall we say. Makes it difficult to get the proper channels to help me again. Marriage seemed like a faster,
Mia POVHeat flooded my cheeks, a traitorous blush creeping up my neck. The playful banter had taken an unexpected turn, a sensual electricity crackling between us. Albert's voice, a low murmur between us, sent shivers down my spine. His hand, warm and surprisingly gentle, brushed a stray strand of
Albert POVThe truth was Mia's constant reminders of our agreement grated on me more than I cared to admit. It felt… sterile, devoid of any genuine connection.Perhaps this was the way to nudge her out of that mindset, a playful reminder that the line between acting and reality could sometimes blur.
Mia's POVThe word "wife" hung heavy in the air, and for a fleeting moment, I felt a prickle of something… unexpected. Was it satisfaction?“Oh, I'll grab a few things that will look lovely on her!”She bustled around the store, fetching dresses with a sense of urgency. When she attempted to enlist
Albert's POVThe rhythmic thrum of bass pulsed through the air as I pushed open the heavy oak doors of The Rusty Nail. The familiar smoky haze hung low, swirling around the patrons who crowded the dimly lit bar.A group of women on the dance floor swayed to the music. Ignoring the suggestive glances
Feeling the need to keep him updated, I sent a quick text: "Dinner with Katie after work. Anything you need me home for?"His reply was curt, a single "OK" that arrived well after dinner with Katie was done. I frowned at the single-word reply."What's wrong, Mia?" she prodded, her eyes sparkling wit
Albert's POVIvan and I raced through the city streets to get to the hospital. The image of Mia, vulnerable and injured, filled my mind. By the time we reached the hospital, a sense of urgency had morphed into a cold, steely resolve.Pushing through the automatic doors of the hospital, I found Katie