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

Chapter 273: Just A Business Meeting II

It was worse. So much worse. Athena thought weakly, wishing for the former spot.

In the brightened atmosphere, she saw Ewan’s strong jaw, sharply defined cheekbones, and finely lined lips that spoke tales of teasing. His features had an almost sculptural quality, the angles of his face casting shadows that accentuated his strong masculinity.

The blue of his eyes sparkled with mischief and warmth, a vibrant hue that seemed to reflect the very depths of the sea, captivating and intense. His shoulders, broad and muscular, held an air of strength that made her remember those nights of electric passion they once shared.

Just looking at him, she could see the transformation brought on by his recovery; he looked perfect, just as he had been when she first laid eyes on him years ago in the elders council, perhaps even more so.

When he turned to speak with the waiter, a male this time, her gaze unconsciously drifted down to those broadened shoulders again, recalling how they had held her legs steady in nights filled with earthshaking desires and uncontained fervor.

Alert! Badterritory! Athena shook her head, determined to shake off these thoughts, knowing one step into reminiscence and she’d be lost.

Yet... why was she feeling this way all of a sudden? What had come over her? She wondered in a panic as he laughed at something the waiter had said, his laughter sending shivers down her spine.

Was she in her ovulation period? Was it simply because she hadn’t been with a man for so long?

Thank goodness for the date with Antonio, then. Perhaps he would be able to quench these ridiculous feelings swirling around in her head.

"What do you think of this space? Is it to your liking?" Ewan asked, his voice rich and warm.

He should stop talking like that, stop looking at her with those vibrant blue eyes while speaking in that mesmerizing tone!

there wasn’t any extra space. "Yes. The lighting is perfect,"

but the ambiance there reminded her of the reckless adventures she had

passion, she had danced on a pole like a stripper in those kind of dimly colored lights, desperate to surprise him when he returned

cold shadow over the intimacy with

mere biological imperative, as if she were simply a legal whore

thoughts, granting her the steadiness to respond when Ewan called her

you sure you’re okay?

his words and concern away. "I’m fine, Ewan. Let’s get straight

ice cream the waiter handed to her, and then returned her attention

him staring at her keenly, she decided

him do earlier, paying more attention to her lips as

"You seem to be enjoying the ice cream..."

taking another scoop and repeating the same

let out a barely restrained groan as her tongue darted out, licking the

wiped out his sanity countless times during their marriage, while doing inhumane things to his body, igniting desires he struggled to

increasingly difficult to disentangle himself from those enticing thoughts, especially with his little man responding to her every flick of the

he have been so blind those years ago? He thought. A couple who shared such vibrant sexual chemistry could never be simply platonic; it had

repeated her ice cream seduction, his little man

"Are you okay, Ewan?"

thought, noting the amusement

with him like this? A smile crept onto his lips; he was pleased that she at least found him worthy of her time