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Entrapment 68

Chapter 68

-NAOMI

Circenn strides into the apartment with an air of confidence, his movements akin to a predator claiming its territory-

His heavy boots strike the concrete floor with a resounding crash, the loud thus echoing through the space like a drumbeat, announcing his arrival to all within earshot.

The forceful impact seems to reverberate through every space, leaving no doubt that he has arrived, and his presence will not be ignored.

His expression is grim as usual, his lips hard and pressed against each other in an offended way, and stupidly I find my body and mind trailing bark to our night last night.

“What What the hell are you doing here?” My voice sounds offended and stern.

“You can ask me that in the car. let’s go” He growls,

“Are you out of your mind?” I scoff. “You can’t just invade my space and tell me to come with you like I’m some property. Your property” I roll my

“You’re my wife. That’s basically the same thing” The words leave his mouth like it’s nothing.

“You can use that word when behind our marriage papers there’s anything real. Leave me alone Circenn” I fold my hand under my breast and hurry back to the couch. Leaving him to enjoy his alone time at the door.

“Naomi,” He calls behind me, closing the door behind him and rushing up to me.

“Okay, please. I need your help”

1 stop walking

when I get to the kitchen and turn to him.

“My help?” I raise my eyebrows. “You shouldn’t ask for my help Circenn, I might take advantage of it

He sighs, his dark brown eyes glinting with concealed anger.

“Can we forget about this morning, fine, our sudden sex last night was our fault”

I let our a scornful laugh, my tone dripping with skepticism

your game,

“Don’t sugarcoat it like it’s some kind of flaw. You’re only saying that to manipulate me into helping you with your latest crisis. I know yo and I’m not buying it. Your insincere words are just a ploy to guilt trip me into being your safety net. Well, I’m not falling for it”

“I’m not sugarcoating anything. I mean it” He codes.

That soft warm voice isn’t going to do anything damn thing to me.

We can’t keep fighting, biting each other’s head off and I won’t let just one calm word from him and an insincere apology sway me

“Okay fine” He begins when I remain silent.

“I am sorry”

Okay. This is new

Circenn apologizing.

I stare at him, holding his gaze steadily. His eyes are calm and sincere, and I can tell he’s genuinely sorry. His apology seems authentic, not just an empty gesture. I can see the regret in his eyes, and he appears truly committed to making things right.

Even a kid can tell he’s being true.

Ugh, I hate this.

super stubborn,

1, like Circenn, can really take it out of me.

Guys who can be vulnerable but also super

They’re like a ticking time bomb, switching from sweet and sensitive to intense and intimidating in a heartbeat. It’s like walking on eggshells, never knowing when they lip the script and go from zero to a hundred. The

from their mood swings is

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exhausting.

“Fine,” I sigh

He got me.

But not yet.

His eyes light up with my words.

“What do you need my help for?” My hand rummages through the cabinet in front of me for a spoon.

He sighs.

“I don’t know if you re

recall the fundraiser I mentioned multiple days ago or weeks ago”

I don’t think I do.

“Yeah.” I nod. “What about i

*Well”

His eyes follow me as I make my way to the fridge, retrieve a bowl of ice cream, and begin to savor each bite. His gaze remains fixed on me, his attention unwavering as I enjoy my sweet treat.

“The auction is tonight and I need you to come with me.”

I pause

The spoon clogged in my mouth.

Why w

would you need me?”

“Naomi, please don’t make this harder than it has to be. As my wife, it’s only natural that you’ll be by my side tonight. With so many influential people attending, it would raise eyebrows if you weren’t present. Plus, as a co–owner of the Brown Empire, your absence would spark questions Id rather not address. Let’s just put on a united front for one evening, for the sake of our business and our reputation. Please”

For the sake of business and reputation.

1 don’t know why the word stings but it does.

I don’t want it to but it does.

What’s in it for m

me?” I ask.

“What?” He looks perplexed. “What do you mean?”

“I understand you have a reputation to uphold, but I don’t have the same stake in this. If I accompany you tonight, you’ll benefit from the appearance of unity, but I won’t gain anything. So, what’s in it for me? What do I get out of this arrangement?”

“You’ll get whatever you want from me.. Anything at all, name it and it’s all yours”

He sounds really desperate, this auction seems kind of important to him.

He should have thought about me because he accused me of taking advantage of his brown drunken ass

“Anything?” I press.

“Anything you want” He continues.

My gaze travels up and down his physique, my eyes lingering on the contours of his body as his shirt’s black fabric strains because of his bulky

shirt.

I feel a sudden surge of attraction, my throat constricting as I swallow hard. The spoon in my hand slips from my fingers, clattering against the

floor

There’s nothing I crave more than wanting to openly desire him to possess him, to have him surrender to my whims, and to indulge in the pleasure that only his body can provide.

But I’ll be crazy to aduit that to his face.

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1 clear my throat and shake head at him..

my

“There’s nothing I want from you Circenn, absolutely nothing”

He nods, looking bitter.

“Maybe not now but soon” His voice is thick.

im to the auction. M

After a prolonged and tiresome back–and–forth, I ultimately decide to yield to his persistence and accompany him to

Tacknowledge the importance he’s placed on my presence, and I don’t want to be the reason for his disappointment or failure.

My

1 drop my ice cream and nod, hoping that my attendance will be enough to appease him and ensure the success of his precious auction.

How nice 1 can be.

*Elena has your dress ready, we can leave now so you will have enough time to get ready”

The ride back home is super awkward, with a thick tension between us. And I couldn’t be more thrilled when we finally pull up to the McCain mansion.

As we step out of the car, I feel a wave of relief wash over me, glad to have escaped the suffocating silence that’s been hanging in the air like a dark cloud.

look

As I make it to our wing, while Circenn handles a quick phone call, 1 meet Lilian outside the main mansion who throws me a dirty lo

I know her problem is with me inheriting the brown empire but I dont give two fucks about her so I flash her a smile amidst her glare.

She immediately looks away before disappearing into the house.

Bitch.

I walk into the living area of our wing and Elena rushes me like a maniac

“Where have you been, Miss Her voice is raspy.

“I’m okay” I say,

That’s not what she asked but I’m too stressed to reply.

“Your beauty team is here and waiting for you to arrive. It takes a lot of time to get dressed for an auction like this.”

I pause

“Beauty team”

“Yes, they’re in the guest area.” Flena replies.

“How grand is this auction thing that I need beauty teams to help me get dressed?” I scoff

“Sir Circenn said it’s going to go down in history so I decided to take things to the next level too” She gulps.

“Elena you kn

“Listen to Elena and get yourself dolled up” Circenn’s voice vibrates behind me,

I turn swiftly and he nods apologetically.

I turn to Elena and she gives me the same look.

“Fine, Ig

grunt. “Where are the beauty teams”

Being a woman can be a daunting task, as in reminded by the gruelin

grueling process of getting ready for a special occasion.

It took an astonishing four to six hours to transform my hair and face, a feat that left me feeling drained but ultimately pretty

Elena’s warning about the time constraints was definitely not an exaggeration, and I’m still trying to process how something as seemingly simple as Hair and makeup could be so latense.

111 AM

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Nevertheless, as I gaze at my reflection, fin struck by the remarkable transformation, and the sense of confidence and beauty that comes with it is well worth the ordeal

“No Fucking way that this woman in this mirror is me” I conceal my breathing.

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