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Delila sniffed like she was trying not to cry. At the same time she was shaking her head no, she leaned closer to me, like she didn’t want this to end.

“Hey,” I cupped her lovely face in my hands as I stared into her eyes. “Give me a chance. Let me show you that I can be good to you.”

Delila was so ready to be mine—she just needed a little time to realize it. Soon enough, I’d show her that I did what I did for a reason. I’d show her it all made sense.

Looking into my eyes, she took a shuddering breath. Helplessly, she nodded, giving in, at least to this one chance… and I wouldn’t let her regret it.

I trailed my fingertips over her belly… right where she would grow our children. Delila shivered at my touch, and it took everything in me not to take advantage.

I’d be good to her. I was going to be so fucking good to her.

THIRTEEN

DELILA

I don’t know what I was thinking… I wasn’t thinking, agreeing to give Jax a chance. But it was like something hijacked my brain, taking over control.

I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.

Every morning, Jax treated me to breakfast and sweet words… before he would push me against the nearest available surface, kissing me until I couldn’t think. Only feel. Until there was only him.

Jax kept his word. He was treating me like I was a princess. He would come home and rub my feet, and watch movies with me. More often than not, movie nights ended with a hot encounter, right on the sofa.

Through all of it, Ryan was… nowhere to be found.

More and more, I was hearing excuses from my husband, as if he was finding any reason he could to get away from home. Another late night at the office. Another early morning at the gym. Some nights he wouldn’t even come home.

His actions would have devastated me—even last week. Now, I wasn’t really thinking about it. Jax did a great job distracting me.

How Jax moved his body, he could have made me forget my own name.

When he was thrusting inside of me… with a light sheen of sweat covering the muscles in his abdomen, flexing as he pounded into me deeply… his voice, husky with desire, whispering promises in my ear…

“My father will never give you what you deserve. Let me. I’ll give you everything.”

Maybe I should have felt guiltier—I wasn’t the kind of person who would betray my partner. Even though I already felt like someone had strangled the life out of my marriage, the right thing to do would be to end things.

I’d do it. I would. I just needed a little time. Everything was just so tense and new—so much so, I couldn’t tell exactly what this was. It didn’t feel like Jax was just fooling around and using me to get off. What we were doing felt more real than anything.

Day after day he treated me like I was precious. Like I was the most important person in his world. Jax made me feel hotter than I had ever felt before in my life. How he worshiped me… how his body moved against mine… the way that he made me fall apart into pieces, under his cock, his mouth, his tongue—all I knew was one thing that I felt all the way down to my bones.

I couldn’t give him up.

FOURTEEN

JAX

Everything about Delila made me go out of my fucking mind. Her skin. Her breasts. How her eyes lit up when she saw me.

I had to have her.

I wanted to take her in every room of the house, on every surface. I wanted to carve myself so deeply into her psyche that she would never look anywhere else. I didn’t even want her to remember that she ever belonged to someone as dirty and selfish as my old man. More than anything, I wanted to order her to stay away from him.

The words were so often on the tip of my tongue.

Don’t let him touch you anymore. Say you have a headache. Say anything.

He doesn’t deserve you. He never deserved you.