Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Ninety Nine Third Person POV.

Up to 30% off Angela exuded confidence as she made her way into Kayden’s apartment, the fabric of her seductive dress clinging to her curves in all the right places, hinting at a tantalizing allure.

The dress she wore was strategically chosen, exposing just enough of her firm breasts to elicit a reaction from Kayden, a reaction she knew all too well. They had agreed to meet at one of his lavish apartments to celebrate the success of her mission, a mission that had sent shockwaves through the city at the expense of a notable figure who fathered a man she despised.

With each deliberate step she took, Angela's gaze held a glint of mischief as she headed straight for Kayden’s bedroom, aware that he would be waiting for her there. Stepping into the room, her eyes immediately landed on Kayden, shirtless and reclined on the bed, a picture of raw masculinity that never failed to captivate her.

A sly smile played on her lips as she approached him with purpose, her intentions as clear as day.

Without skipping a beat, Angela climbed into the bed, the air thick with anticipation and desire.

Kayden wasted no tin pulling her closer, his hungry kiss igniting a fire in her that matched his fervor. Their lips met in a heated kiss, each kiss a testament to their excitement at the success of their plans.

Their laughter mingled with the echoes of their kisses, as both of them reveled in the chaos they had created. In a momentary pause between their repeated kisses, Angela’s sultry voice cut through the air as she questioned Kayden about the outcof her mission.

“Did | do a good job with Raymond Romero?” she purred.

While he held her in his arms, Kayden’s response was swift and assured, his admiration evident in the depths of his gaze. “You did a perfect job, baby girl. | couldn’t have asked for better results,” he affirmed.

Drawing away slightly from their embrace, Angela's gaze held a mischievous twinkle as she posed the question that lingered on the tip of her tongue. “So, what kind of reward do | get for my exceptional performance?” she inquired, a playful challenge hanging between them.

Kayden'’s lips curled into a knowing smirk, a knowing look that showed that he was ready to give her whatever she asked for. “Ask for whatever your heart desires, Angela, and I'll make sure you get it,” 7.4 55) Chapter Ninety Nine he declared, his voice laced with a certainty that sent a thrill down her spine.

Up to 30% off A spark of excitement ignited in Angela's gaze as she considered the possibilities laid out in front of her. “Are you sure | can ask for anything? Like anything at all?” she teased.

With a wicked glint in his eyes, Kayden leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin. “Go ahead, Angela.

Ask away. You deserve it all, he urged.

Marlene’s heart pounded with a mix of dread and anger as she made her way to the apartment that held the truth she had feared. Suspicions of Kayden’s infidelity had been gnawing at her for stnow, a shadow of a doubt that lingered in the corners of her mind.

Unable to shake off the nagging feeling, she had taken matters into her own hands, hiring someone to keep a watchful eye on her husband.

The phone call from her hired informant had sent a chill down her spine, confirming her worst fears.

Kayden was at their old meeting place, the very apartment she knew all too well since it was a place she used to frequent while Kayden was still married to Amber.

Without a moment's hesitation, Marlene knew what she had to do. If Kayden was indeed cheating on her, she needed to confront him and let him know that she was nothing like her idiot sister Amber.

Swiftly making her way to the apartment, Marlene’s steps quickened with a sense of urgency. She punched in the familiar passcode at the door, a code that Kayden had foolishly neglected to change, a small oversight that would now contribute to him getting caught.

As she stepped into the apartment, Marlene’s senses were on high alert. With silent steps, she headed straight for Kayden’s room, her heart clenched in a vice of apprehension and anger. She moved with caution, not wanting to alert Kayden and his companion that she was there.

As she drew closer to the bedroom door, the muffled sound of voices reached her ears, sending a jolt of recognition through her. There were two distinct voices, one unmistakably belonging to Kayden and the other a woman's voice that stirred a surge of rage in her. Clenching her fists in fury, Marlene steeled herself for the confrontation that awaited her on the other side of the door, CLOSE 15:50 Mon, 4 Mar GGG Chapter N Up to 30% off The words that spilled from Angela’s lips fueled the flames of Marlene’s fury, and her next question was laced with scorn.

“Shon you! How dare you demand respect when | caught you dressed like a hooker in bed with m husband?” Marlene’s voice rose with each word.

Angela's expression remained impassive, a mask of composure on her face. With a subtle tilt of her head, she met Marlene’s gaze with cool defiance. “You shouldn't be surprised, my dear. This scene is all too familiar to you, isn’t it? | mean, just a while ago, you were in my position, fucking your sister's husband. Let's call this karma, shall we?” Her words were a sharp taunt, a barb aimed squarely at Marlene’s heart.

The mention of her past actions sent a searing wave of fury crashing over Marlene. Turning her gaze to Kayden, Marlene expected him to say something-a flicker of remorse or explanation in his eyes. But his expression remained frustratingly neutral.

The realization of his indifference stung like a fresh wound, a betrayal that cut to the core of her being.

A sharp pain sliced through Marlene’s stomach, a physical manifestation of the turmoil churning in her Instinctively, her hand moved to cradle her swollen belly as she hoped nothing would happen to her baby.

“Are you okay, Marlene?” Kayden’s voice cut through the charged atmosphere. But before Marlene could respond, a mocking snigger from Angela pierced the air. “Pretender, Angela muttered.

Marlene’s patience wore thin, and she turned her gaze back to Angela, her voice laced with a steely resolve. “What did you just say?” Her question hung in the air, a challenge to the woman who dared to taunt her in the face of her pain and anger.

Angela, undeterred by Marlene’s probing gaze, met her stare with a cool defiance. “I called you a pretender, darling. Don’t think you can hide behind your pregnancy, little one,” she taunted.

A surge of raw emotion surged through Marlene, a storm of fury and pain that threatened to consher. In a moment of rage, her eyes fell on a flower vase perched on the bedside table.

Without a second thought, Marlene strode purposefully towards the vase, her hand closing around its delicate form. With a swift motion the lifted it high above her head before bringing it crashine BINANCE P2P Transaction Fees down on Angela's head with a resounding shatter.

The impact echoed through the room, causing Kayden to gasp in shock. “What have you done, Marlen he questioned, staring at Angela’s unconscious form.

“That's what you get for thinking I'm anything like Amber, you bastard!” Marlene responded.

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