My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge

The intensity of the kiss they shared was unlike anything they had ever known—raw, desperate, filled with years of pain and longing. In that single moment, the barriers between them shattered. The agony of betrayal, the fury of lost years, the gnawing doubt that had plagued them both—all of it melted away, leaving only the undeniable truth of what had once been.

But the euphoria was fleeting. As they finally pulled apart, both gasping for breath, reality slammed into them like a tidal wave.

Eve’s eyes widened in sheer panic. Her hands shot up to cover her mouth, as if to erase what had just transpired.

"What did we just do?!" she choked out, her voice trembling as she pushed past Harry and began pacing the living room in frantic, erratic steps. "We’re adults—responsible adults—this shouldn’t have happened!"

Harry stood frozen, his own mind reeling. He ran a hand through his hair, struggling to form coherent thoughts. "I-I don’t know what came over me," he admitted, his voice raw. "I didn’t think—I just felt. And then you... you kissed me back." Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel_fіre.net

Eve halted mid-step and turned on him, her eyes flashing. "Are you blaming me now?" she demanded, her voice was filled with frustration. "You started it, Harry!"

He pressed his lips together, exhaling sharply before stepping closer, his voice quieter now, almost pleading.

"I’m sorry. I got carried away," he murmured. "It’s just... it’s been years, Eve. Years since you disappeared without a single word. You were the only woman I ever loved, the only one I wanted a future with. And when you left, that love turned into something else—anger, wrath. I felt betrayed. I felt deceived by the one person I trusted the most."