Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 54: Night Out III

"What’s the problem, Ewan?"

"Why do you look like you just saw the devil?"

Zane and Sandro asked simultaneously, darting glances between Ewan and the throng of bodies in his line of sight.

Did he see a foe? Sandro thought, peering at the many faces before them, checking to see a familiar face.

But what foe would make Ewan look like that?

"Ewan!" Zane tapped his friend on the thigh when Ewan ignored them and downed the scotch in one go.

"Talk to us..."

"Athena is here," Ewan finally answered, striving to calm his racing heart as his eyes darted back to where he had seen Athena just moments ago.

Only now, she was gone.

His heart drummed in panic. He stood up from his seat, unable to sit still. Where did she go?

He was about to push through the crowd when he spotted her dancing with Gianna, surrounded by a gaggle of men staring at them with lustful eyes.

How had she gotten to the dance floor so quickly? What was she doing here in the first place? Shouldn’t she be resting after the eventful week she’s had?

What about her children?

’Is that your business?’

Ewan sighed at his mind’s tease. It was definitely not his business. He shouldn’t be bothered about another man’s children.

So, he turned to point the two women out to his friends, but the dazed looks on their faces—particularly Zane’s furious expression—told him they were already aware.

"Seems we aren’t the only ones who came to unwind..." Sandro muttered, clearly drooling.

Ewan could see why.

were easily the

shimmering under the strobe lights. The way it flared at her thighs made it seem as if she were a goddess descending from the heavens, ready

he watched her dance

universe trying to

about

facing the truths he had avoided for

pain, when a strange man placed

Ewan saw red.

the dance floor to stop the man who was dancing with

burning a hole in the dance

that look; it was the kind of anger that comes from watching

same feeling churning in his gut when he had watched the guy casually place his

he had made his own bed, so he might as well lie in

to Athena and saw her arguing with a couple of guys, all rational thought

toward them, aware of

he got closer, he could hear the heated

you touch me? Did I give

Athena’s words, clearly underestimating her. "Baby, you gave me permission when you wore that sexy

narrowing. "You are sick! Touch me again, and I’ll make sure you

with laughter, and Ewan felt

wasting a second, he stepped in, hitting the guy’s hand away just as he

friends caused both parties to look

on Athena’s face before

think you are..." The man started, but the

Ewan Giacometti and his crew, especially Zane

staggered back, and

hurriedly apologized too, their bravado evaporating. "We’re sorry, sirs!

didn’t bother to listen to Athena’s protests as

visited them tonight! They thought as they ran out of the club, without

stood face to face with Athena, the air thick with unspoken

for a full minute