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

He was right; but… well… forgive my lack of enlightenment.

dressing room for a minute. He’d seen my array of expressions as I looked at Zach, heard me say, “Our jobs are challenging.” He lowered his head, rubbing his temples, then

eyes met; mine immediately flickered away, settling on his shirt buttons,

walked toward the door. Zach and I followed. The car left the hotel, heading towards the ONE 15 Marina Club. The car was silent. I sat rigidly, tense from neck to toe. I wanted to relax but kept thinking about that kiss. Oh, heavens, can

Frost, his low voice said.

reflexively.“Yes, Sir? Do you

bottle of water.”

a bottle from the car’s refrigerator, opened it, and offered

lights streamed past the window, my cheeks flushed crimson. I sat up straight, gulping

confused in the front seat. Mistakes? Ms. Frost made a

the car; Zach and I followed Evan onto the yacht. It was a luxurious three–decker, all white. The first floor

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guest rooms; the top deck had

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or so other wealthy guests were inside. A

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

the glass

politely. Olivia Huang couldn’t take her eyes off him, completely captivated; seeing his tall,

this, the CEO wouldn’t

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