She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 33 Chapter 33 To Make Her Reconsider Her Current...

Freya locked eyes with Kristian, defiance blazing in her gaze, "Wantto knock ssense into you?" The challenge hung in the air between them.

Kristian fell silent, his thoughts whirling in the stillness that followed.

Something had shifted-perhaps the tension had dissolved slightly, or maybe the room's soft, muted lighting cast an enchanting spell-but he found himself magnetically drawn to her.

Their six-month separation into different beds had created a chasm between them, eliminating both physical closeness and intimacy.

He approached her deliberately, each step closing the distance as an invisible aura seemed to shimmer around her form.

Freya's brow creased with subtle disapproval, discomfort evident in her posture. "I have things to do," she announced, attempting to break the building tension.

"Don't tellyou don't know what it means when Edwin arranged for you to be here with me." Kristian's voice deepened as his breathing grew heavier, his eyes darkening with intensity. "Do you think I'll let you leave now?" Freya met his stare head-on. "Are you saying you want to sleep with me?" Kristian edged closer, catching the fresh scent that emanated from her skin. His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "Yes." Freya remained wordless, her silence heavy with meaning.

Just as she prepared to dismiss him, strong arms lifted her suddenly, depositing her onto the soft surface of the bed.

"Kristian..." His nescaped her lips as a warning.

"Don't speak." Kristian's towering figure loomed above, his arms creating a cage around her slender frame. Their faces hovered mere inches apart, their breaths intermingling in the charged space between them. Freya sensed the heat radiating from his body, increasing by the second. Having shared eighteen months of marriage and a bed with him, she recognized this particular response all too well.

"You've been quite the troublemaker lately, haven't you?" Kristian murmured, his breath brushing against her cheek. "There were times I wanted to drag you hand set you straight." Freya didn't flinch or look away.

0.0% 0 4 0 15:39 > O III Chapter 33 To Make Her Reconsider Her Current Path Kristian's gaze dropped to her lips, lingering. His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed, the temperature between them climbing. His eyes darkened as he leaned in.

Freya turned her head aside.

Kristian had always been the one in control-leading, overwhelming, making her feel both pleasure and madness.

But he was no longer hers.

"Why are you avoiding me?" His voice was husky, the kind that could unnerve even the steadiest resolve. Freya's reply was blunt. "I don't sleep with any random man." Kristian stilled.

For a second, he just stared at her, as if her words didn't compute. "What?" "You heard me." Freya held his gaze. "Don't pretend you don't get it." Kristian's jaw tightened. "We haven't finalized the divorce." Something flickered in his eyes as he recalled what Gerard had mentioned earlier. "We're still married." Freya's voice was steady, unwavering. "Did you forget about Ashley? Aren't you worried she'll find out you're sharing a bed withbehind her back?" It was as if she had doused him in ice water. The heat between them evaporated in an instant.

"Move," she said, her voice calm, almost indifferent.

Though Kristian's gaze remained penetrating, he eventually relented, rising from the bed to sit in the living room, a palpable heaviness surrounding him.

Freya stood unhurriedly, composing herself.

As she prepared to depart, Kristian's intense scrutiny fell upon her. "Shouldn't you explain what you were doing at the Savory Haven?" Freya didn't even pause. "That's none of your business." "That place operates exclusively for members. You couldn't have gained entry alone." Kristian's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "Who took you in?" Freya repeated firmly, "I said, it's none of your business." Having no desire to prolong her twith Kristian, she strode past him toward the exit.

Kristian seized her arm abruptly, pressing her against the wall with his hand positioned beside her face. "Freya, there's a limit to my patience!" Confusion flickered across Freya's features.

"I didn't intervene before because I wanted you to recognize that the elite circle harbors more dang than you realize." Kristian's voice lowered ominously. "After today's events, you should understand this circle isn't suitable for you. If Edwin had sent you to someone else, you wouldn't be standing here unharmed." 24.8% 15.39 III O His words carried unmistakable gravity, his eyes conveying a glacial warning.

Freya responded with subtle defiance, "Is that so?" "You don't believe me?" Kristian questioned, tension evident in every syllable. Freya offered no response, her silence speaking volumes.

Kristian dragged her decisively into another room of the suite. He activated the computer, his long fingers. moving with purpose across the keyboard. Within moments, a series of photographs appeared on screen, each person's identity concealed by pixelated eyes.

"These are all individuals who were destroyed by people like Edwin," Kristian explained, gesturing toward the monitor while his penetrating gaze remained fixed on Freya. "Swere sentenced to prison for their transgressions, while others continue to move freely among us.".

Freya examined the screen with measured interest.

Despite the digital obscuring, she recognized one woman-someone she had personally helped report to authorities. Yet due to insufficient evidence, no arrests had followed.

The screen revealed people who projected glamorous exteriors while concealing their true natures beneath carefully crafted facades.

She deliberately shifted her gaze away, acknowledging Kristian's concern but remaining resolute. "I'll protect myself." "Freya!" Kristian's voice erupted with frustration.

Freya maintained her composure, unmoved by his outburst. "I value my well-being more than anyone else possibly could. Anyone foolish enough to harmwill face consequences. Since we've already decided on divorce, certain matters no longer fall within your jurisdiction." "Do you expect Trent Seymour to watch over you?" Kristian demanded, his anger intensifying.

Freya responded without intentional provocation, "I don't require anyone's protection." "Are you genuinely determined to be part of this circle?" Kristian questioned, exasperation evident in every syllable.

Freya answered without hesitation, "Yes." "Even knowing you might pay a devastating price?" Kristian pressed further.

Freya affirmed with unwavering conviction, "That's correct." "Fine." Kristian rose abruptly, coldness radiating from his entire being. "When trouble finds you, don't seek my assistance." "Rest assured, I won't," Freya promised calmly.

Her response only fueled his mounting fury.

He struggled to comprehend why, despite having substantial wealth, she remained so determined to penetrate this particular social sphere.

52.7% 15:40 m2 PP < The business world teemed with deception and treachery-even billions couldn't safeguard against the consequences of a single misstep.

Following this volatile exchange, Freya and Kristian parted ways, their relationship further damaged.

Kristian departed in a state of seething rage. Gerard promptly m compensated the hotel for room damages before escorting his boss to the airport. All essential business transactions had been successfully concluded over the previous days.

Regarding the earlier meeting, had it not been for extracting criticab m information Kristian wouldn't have bothered engaging with those men. Gerard observed his boss's darkened mood cautiously. "Are you certain you wouldn't prefer to remain another day?" Kristian responded with icy brevity, "Shut up." "Yes, sir," Gerard acknowledged immediately.

A palpable tension permeated the vehicle's interior.

Kristian, overwhelmed by restlessness, briefly closed his eyes before issuing a commanding m directive "Have our associates in Alerith create sdifficulties for Freya-enough to make her reconsider her current path." "Isn't that excessively harsh?" Gerard dared to question.

Kristian's gaze transformed into something glacial. "Feeling sympathetic toward her?" "Certain proceed not," Gerard answered diplomatically. "I simply wonder-since you evidently still care for her-why With the divorce? Wouldn't bringing her back to Jeucwell be preferable?" "Just form on the road," Kristian commanded sharply, effectively ending the conversation.

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