Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

To Nicholas, Coral Villa wasn't significant at all. It was just a house, and he could give it to whoever he wanted.

Fearing I might refuse, he fastened my seatbelt. He held my shoulders, trapping me in his embrace.

I met his gaze and said calmly, "Sure."

His gaze darkened. At the same time, his palms felt like they had grown barbs, digging into my flesh with increasing pressure.

I held his gaze unyieldingly. Though I had complied, he seemed angrier. After a long while, Nicholas finally released his grip, but the pain he left didn't fade right away.

"So now that you have a penthouse, you don't care about the old villa anymore?" he demanded, pummeling me hard with his frustrated voice.

It felt as if his words had physically stabbed me.

as he continued, "You saw the blueprints when we renovated Coral Villa. And when we bought the furniture,

he slammed his fist on the steering wheel, a blaring horn cut through his angry voice. "And you just abandoned it like

gazed out of the window. "Coral Villa was our marital home, but it was also your pre-marital property. You have the right to give it to Claudia. Whether I want

Nicholas's hand.

to fondle his fingers openly

now. It doesn't matter where I live. I

might not have been pleasant, but they were

his grip on me and fell silent. This was the first time

in a high-end neighborhood, and it looked much more upscale than my own small apartment. The underground parking garage had an

the two of us here,"

share me around,

of the fish tank, I pressed my face against the glass and said, "I love these fish. I'll watch them for a while, and you should go