Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Beck paused in his tracks, shaking his head at the sheer audacity of some people. If she wanted to kneel, then so be it.

Stella had just escaped the torment at Jason's place, and she was barely holding on. The moment Beck's silhouette disappeared from view, she collapsed, unconscious.

Beck's team, unsure of what to do next, quickly sought his instructions. Beck, with a nonchalant shrug, directed them to take her to the hospital.

This time, Stella's illness was severe, much like the last. Her fever stubbornly refused to break, despite the doctor's numerous attempts to treat her. Beck didn't rush to send her away, though. He had a gala to attend that evening and couldn't be bothered to stay by her bedside.

Once he left, Stella picked up her phone and called Dave.

"Dave, have you gotten away from Jason yet?"

Dave, who'd been sticking around Jason just to keep tabs on Stella, had already made his quiet exit once she was no longer there.

"Can you get me a certain drug? I need it now."

As Dave listened to her request, a flicker of shock crossed his eyes.

"Stella, you can't possibly be thinking..."

Stella nodded, then realized he couldn't see her through the phone.

"Yes, I am. Beck's dead set on avoiding me, and soon I'll be wanted by a lot of

people. I just want one night with him. Is that too much to ask?"

on the other end, rubbing his

out of your mind? If he finds out,

we just can't let him find

of silence, Dave made up his mind and sent over

at the gala, dressed in a crisp white suit. He mingled with some business partners under the watchful eye of Dylan,

but they were nowhere to be found. Instead, he ended up having a drink alone. Soon, he found himself being led into a secluded room down the hallway, his mind foggy

vague awareness of what was happening, but it was impossible to fight back. Especially when a soft, fragrant body pressed

but there was something about her scent-clean, like a fresh

say something more, but before she

the bed. She stared wide-eyed at Beck, who

the first time

a kiss, and Stella's

fiercely,

found their way to his arms, and

surrendered to the moment.

the morning. Stella forced herself to get up, dressed quickly, ensuring she left no trace behind before slipping

he found Dylan sitting

asked if he felt alright, and Beck, nursing a headache,

last night. We haven't identified the woman yet. I'll have a doctor check you out, just

drugged and ends up with a woman carrying a disease. Dylan didn't want his brother to fall victim to such a

before. To be honest, the experience wasn't unpleasant, but he