Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive
Clutching onto hope that this was all a huge mistake, she fumbled for her phone to double-check the address.
Caden’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk.
“You’re not in the wrong place.”
The atmosphere in the room seemed to drop a hundred degrees. Alicia’s clammy hands trembled as she slowly lifted her gaze to meet his.
“Then, that means… that night…”
He didn’t even blink.
“Yes. It was me.”
No… Oh God, no!
Alicia felt as though her world had been turned upside down.
Caden, watching her unravel, leaned back in his chair with a lazy air, his eyes never leaving her face.
“Still don’t believe me?” he asked, his voice a slow drawl.
His fingers moved gracefully, revealing a ring that gleamed under the soft office light.
Alicia’s expression shifted sharply as she lunged to grab the ring.
But Caden seemed to have anticipated this, smoothly lifting his arm out of reach.
Alicia, caught completely off-guard, stumbled forward, crashing into his chest.
The sudden impact left her momentarily breathless, his familiar scent filling her nostrils.
Caden’s voice, smooth and teasing, rumbled low.
“So desperate to hold me, huh?”
Heat crept up Alicia’s neck, her ears burning with embarrassment. She instinctively tried to pull away, but Caden’s arm dropped, keeping her locked in place.
“What’s this? Don’t want the ring anymore?” His voice was almost mocking, the underlying trap clear.
Alicia’s mind raced. It was obviously a trap.
Without the ring, Joshua would be a constant thorn in her side. But leaving it with Caden? This shrewd man’s schemes would be infinitely worse.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, she took a moment to carefully weigh her options. Then, determined, she fixed her gaze on Caden and asked icily,
“What do I need to do to get the ring?”
Caden’s eyes glimmered with amusement, his gaze lingering on her flushed ears. A wicked smile curled his lips.
“Take a seat first.”
He patted his thigh suggestively, making her stomach churn.
Alicia glared at him, disgust written all over her face.
“Ew, don’t be gross.”
“Ah, but it seems you’re not serious about negotiating, dear sister-in-law,” Caden drawled, clearly reveling in her discomfort.
Grinding her teeth, Alicia reluctantly inched closer.
Just before she sat down, she asked in a strained voice,
“If I sit, will you hand over the ring?”
“Sit first.”
But Alicia, refusing to be at his mercy, shook her head firmly.
“Not until you promise me.”
Caden twirled the ring between his fingers, raising it toward the open window.
Her resolve crumbled in the blink of an eye, and she heavily plopped herself down on his lap.
The warmth of his body seeped through the thin fabric of her skirt, an unwelcome sensation spreading across her skin.
Her pulse quickened, the intimacy of the moment unbearable. Every second on his lap felt like torture.
“Caden, stop playing games and just give it to me!”
Caden’s grin faltered ever so slightly, realizing her patience had worn thin.
His voice softened, though the wicked gleam never left his eyes.
“Please me. Make me feel something, and the ring is yours.”
Alicia’s thoughts swirled in a storm of frustration as she spat,
“I’m your sister-in-law!”
“Exactly.”
Her face darkened with fury, the heat rising to her cheeks.
Caden’s lips curled into a smirk, but his eyes were as dangerous as a venomous snake’s.
He always knew how to hit the nerve that would send her reeling.
But Alicia wasn’t one to back down.
“Fine, but I need to blindfold you,” she declared, a mischievous spark flickering across her eyes.
Caden arched an eyebrow, curiosity piqued.
“Getting creative, are we?”
“Are you going to put on the blindfold or shall I?”
Caden chuckled, his laughter a low rumble.
“Do as you please.”
Without hesitation, he pulled off his tie and tossed it to her.
Alicia caught it, her grip tightening as her own nerves threatened to betray her.
Steadying herself, she wrapped it around his eyes, her hands trembling only slightly before securing it in place. Despite being enveloped in darkness, Caden stayed perfectly still, allowing her to do as she pleased.
Women had never stirred anything in him before-but that night, something within him had changed, like a dormant switch suddenly being flicked on. Now, he wanted to know what had changed.
Alicia took a deep breath, her fingers brushing against his waist as she tugged his shirt free. A subtle heat bloomed under her hands as they slipped beneath the fabric, tracing the lines of his body.
Her touch, soft but deliberate, sent a faint shiver through him.
However, Caden couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.
She could strategize flawlessly when it came to competing with him, yet around Joshua, she lost all sense.
All this, for a stupid, cheap ring?
Pathetic.
Then, without warning, her fingers found his most vulnerable spot.
Pain shot through him like a lightning strike, and he jerked, veins popping out of his neck.
“Argh!”
His hand snapped to her wrist, gripping it tightly. But before he could say anything, a knock on the door broke the tension.
“Mr. Ward,” came Hank’s voice from the other side, “Mr. Joshua Yates has an urgent matter to discuss with you.”
Hank’s sudden voice sent a jolt through Alicia, causing her to withdraw her hands as though she’d seen a ghost. But Caden, who was in agonizing pain just moments ago, wasn’t about to let her slip away so easily. His hand shot out, restraining her as he barked toward the door, “Let him in.”
All the color drained from Alicia’s face.
“Caden, are you insane?” she hissed, panic lacing her voice.
They were both a tangled mess of disheveled clothes. If Joshua walked in now and saw them like this, he’d never agree to the divorce!
Caden, still wincing from the pain, kept his face cold and unyielding.
“Now you’re scared? You weren’t so shy when you tried to break my cock earlier.”
Alicia looked at him incredulously, her defiance rising to the surface.
“You’re the one who dragged me into this mess in the first place!”
Before she could say more, the door swung open, and Hank’s footsteps echoed in the hallway.
Without thinking, Alicia turned to flee, but Caden’s strong arm snaked around her waist, pinning her between him and the desk.