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Housewife Gone Wild

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My body felt weak from the alcohol, and my legs ached from wearing heels all day.

When Edward arrived, an inexplicable anger flared up inside me.

In the dimly lit lounge, he stood there, his lips pressed into a thin line, saying nothing.

| felt a surge of irritation. ‘What's wrong with Edward today? Why is he being so cold?’

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My neck was getting sore from looking up at him, so | dropped my head, pressing my forehead against his chest.

My breath cin shaky bursts, and my fingers twisted in his shirt, hoping he’d realize | needed him.

But he just stood there, totally indifferent, like he was going to letfend for myself. His hands stayed in his

pockets, just watchingstruggle like it was skind of show.

Just thinking he was messing with me, waiting to seemake a fool of myself, made my blood boil.

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I have no idea how other women get when they're drunk, but me? A few drinks and | start craving smale

company.

And if there’s a guy | actually like standing right in front of me, well, | might just get a little out of hand.

He just stood there, silent, and that only madewant to push things further.

After nuzzling against his chest, | tipped my head back, stood on my tiptoes, and pressed a kiss to his Adam's

apple.

His muscles went rigid, hard as stone. Then, in the next second, he pushedaway.

‘Did he just... pushaway? | was stunned.

That just madeeven angrier. | grabbed his collar, pulling him closer, determined to plant a kiss on him no

matter what.

But he shovedaway again, and | staggered back a few steps, clutching my dizzy head.

‘Seriously, what's his problem?‘ | fumed, frustration bubbling up inside me.

He was the one who said he'd cto Hachester, the one who wanted to meet up-and now that we're face to

face, he’s just messing withlike I'm skind of clown.

| wasn’t about to let him off the hook. The moment he turned to sit on the couch across from me, | seized my

chance and lunged at him.

He actually looked shocked, like he hadn't expectedto get this wild.

“Edward, if you don’t givea straight answer today...” | started, but then my mind just went totally blank-I

couldn't even remember what | wanted him to say.

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| ducked my head and started yanking at his shirt, and with how hard | was pulling, four buttons had already

cundone before | even realized it.

| stared at his lean, sculpted chest, and for a moment, my brain just short-circuited.

When it comes to things you love and know inside out, you just have a sixth sense for them.

Without thinking, | spun around, grabbed a glass of cold water from the side table, and poured it straight over

my head.

The icy drops madesuck in a breath-it was ice-cold, for real.

My head was spinning, but in that instant, | snapped back to reality and turned to look.

For a second, it felt like I'd just seen a ghost.

“Ah!” | screamed, stumbling back a few steps in shock-almost crashing to the floor. Luckily, the wall was right

behind me, so | pressed myself against it, gasping for breath. “Why is it you?”

Ryan glanced down at the shirt buttons I'd just torn open, then looked back atwith a lazy, teasing grin.

“Why'd you stop? Weren't you just desperate for it a second ago?”

“No, no, this is all a huge misunderstanding,” | blurted out, shaking the water from my hair. “I thought you were

Edward.”

“Oh, so when it’s me, it’s just a misunderstanding, but if it were Edward, this place would be your bed, huh?”

Ryan's face darkened instantly. He stood up and walked toward me, step by step. “Have you fallen for him?”

| was so freaked out that | spun around and bolted for the door. Thankfully, Ryan didn’t chase after me. When |

rushed out, | saw my assistant waiting for the elevator.

She took one look at my wet hair and the huge damp spot on my shirt and immediately asked, “Ms. Murphy,

what happened to you?”

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