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.

motion, he pinned Wendy's hands above her

frame twisting like a slippery little water snake beneath his firm, muscular body.

intimate.

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

tongue. That memory, coup

current proximity, stoked an unwelcome heat within him.

a hint of desire.

wide, watery eyes staring at

his breath and

sat up as well, still

night with Jessica instead of staying with you, isn't it? What

his words cutting like a blade. She

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the case, then why do you care what kind of men I

anger, Wendy smiled coolly. "Let me know when it's time to finalize the divorce. Until then, feel free to

same, We'll

her. Her bright, clear eyes

Hawk, maybe practice your kissing skills when you have some free time. Are you sure

walked

She was con

gone.

sat on the edge of the

storm of anger and gloom

demeanor, casting a dark