Chapter 7
Foreclosing On My Cheating Husband
Chapter 7
The morning light filtered through the tall, arched windows of the Kensington family home, casting long shadows across the antique Persian rugs. It was a classic, sprawling estate that had been in Sloane’s family for three generations. It was also the very property Declan Cross had secret
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
By the time Declan returned home that evening, he looked like a man who had aged five years in a single afternoon. His tie was loosened, his jacket was draped haphazardly over his arm, and the manic energy of his morning panic had been replaced by a hollow, exhausted desperation.
Sloane
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Sloane Kensington sat at the small kitchen island of her childhood home, a steaming cup of tea in her uninjured hand, while her phone rested on speaker. The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm, deceptive glow over the domestic quiet.
"The dominoes have officially beg