The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 22

Stanley froze for a moment.

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Wendy lay beneath him, her silky black hair cascading over the crimson bedspread-a shade specifically chosen by Glinda for their wedding room. The red accentuated the creamy fairness of her skin, making her appear luminous, almost ethereal.

There was an air of sensuality about the scene, but the thought of her lying like this beneath another man....

Stanley's fists clenched involuntarily.

He had intended to clarify that the 'delivery' last night was medicine, not a man. But as the words reached his lips, they refused to

come out.

Wendy's cold gaze met his. "Move."

She had ordered him to move.

Stanley didn't budge.

Frustrated, Wendy began to struggle. The memory of him bringing Jessica into his private wing last night flashed through her mind, and it made her recoil from even the slightest physical contact with him.

"Stanley, get off me! After spending the night with Jessica, did you even bother to clean yourself?"

Stanley stiffened in silence.

swift motion, he pinned Wendy's hands above her head and issued a

twisting like a

intimate.

before, to the way she had seductively clung to him, teasing him with

tongue. That memory, coup

proximity, stoked an unwelcome heat within him. His

a hint of desire.

sensed the shift almost immediately. She froze, her wide, watery eyes staring at him in disbelief. "Are

and released her,

well, still eyeing him

reason you're this angry is because I spent last night with Jessica instead of staying

like a blade. She stood up, her

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what kind of men I spend time

"Let me know when it's time to

I'll do the same,

seemed to strike her. Her bright, clear eyes landed briefly

when you have some

she walked

She was con

gone.

the bed, his broad chest

storm of anger and gloom clouded his

a dark