TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 41

CHAPTER 27: THE ELEVATOR AMBUSH–1

EMBER’S POV

The penthouse door clicks shut behind me and I stand there for a moment, trying to make sense of the last four hours.

At 4 AM, Knox was inside me, calling me his, telling me no one else gets to touch me, fucking me against the window like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.

By 5 AM, he was cold. Clinical. Reminding me our relationship is fake while I stood there

naked and confused.

And for the three hours since? He’s been on the phone. Endless calls, endless business,

endless distance.

I showered alone. Dressed alone. Ate breakfast alone while he paced the living room talking to someone about pack territory disputes, never once looking in my direction.

When I told him I was leaving for the spa, he didn’t even pause his conversation. Just crossed the room, pressed a brief kiss to my forehead like I was a child being sent off to school, and went right back to his call.

That’s it. That’s what I got.

A forehead kiss. After everything.

I catch my reflection in the hallway mirror–hair blown out, makeup fresh, wearing a cream

silk wrap dress that probably costs more than my entire pre–Knox wardrobe.

I look polished. Put together. Like someone who has her shit figured out.

Funny how appearances lie.

Nathaniel and two security guards are waiting by the elevator, professional enough to pretend they don’t notice the tension radiating off me.

I appreciate the discretion, even if part of me wants to scream did you see that? Did you see how he just dismissed me like I’m nothing?

But I don’t scream. I’ve spent four years not screaming. Old habits.

“Spa level,” I tell Nathaniel, and my voice comes out steadier than I feel.

Small victories.

The elevator arrives and I step inside, pressing the button while Nathaniel and the guards

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follow at a respectful distance.

Five more days, I remind myself. Five days and you walk away with enough money to start over. This was always the deal. Stop pretending it’s something else.

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