Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 29

A soft sound came from the bed. Before I could stand, a large hand clamped down on the back of my head. My lips pressed against his jawline… My pupils dilated. The smooth texture of his skin, the strong scent of his cologne–warm, fragrant, exquisite–registered in my brain with pinpoint accuracy.

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Evan stiffened, releasing his grip; his head tilted back; his hand returned to the back of my head, gently pushing my head back. Our eyes met. One was dazed; one was impassive.

After a long moment, I came to my senses, quickly removing his hand, quickly smoothing my hair, trying to regulate my breathing. “It’s 5:30; you really should get up.” I quickly left.

Evan:… He was silent for a moment, covering his eyes with his hand.

I rushed back to my room, washing my face. My reflection was crimson. I’d simply followed procedure; why had it ended with me kissing him?! It was… bizarre!

At 6:00 AM, I returned to his room, steeling myself. Zach was already there. We waited in the living room. Watching Zach, I wondered–he’d been with Evan for so long; he must have done this before. Had he? Or…? Had he experienced….?… My mind uncontrollably conjured images of Zach pressed against Evan, forced to kiss him… Ugh…

“Ms. Frost, why are you looking at me like that?” Zach touched his face, unnerved by my shifting expressions.

“Nothing. I just…” I pressed my hand to my chest.“Think our jobs are challenging.”

“No job is easy; you’ll get used to it.”

…You have a good attitude.”

can I do? I can’t yell at

but… well… forgive my lack

minute. He’d seen my array of expressions as I looked at Zach, heard me say, “Our

mine immediately flickered away,

towards the ONE 15 Marina Club. The car was silent. I sat rigidly, tense from neck to toe. I wanted

Frost, his low voice said.

responded reflexively.“Yes, Sir? Do you need anything?”

bottle of

from the car’s refrigerator, opened it, and

sips. Relax; don’t dwell on your mistakes.” City lights streamed past the window, my cheeks flushed crimson. I sat up straight, gulping down a large mouthful

was confused in the front seat. Mistakes? Ms. Frost

the marina. The driver stayed in the car; Zach and I followed Evan onto the yacht. It was a luxurious three–decker,

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top deck had a private area with a

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crawl. Ten or so other wealthy guests were inside.

studying art in the US; she graduated from the same university as Mr. Jones.” Huang

through the glass doors. Exchanging glances… there was a blind date element.

take her eyes off him, completely captivated; seeing his tall, imposing

Huang had mentioned this, the CEO wouldn’t have come,” Zach

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anything about a blind date,” I said. “If they like each