My Funreal 85

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Chapter 85 Tormenting the Mistress

fter sliding the ring onto her finger, Kael leaned down to kiss the woman in his arms, his heart pounding wildly with exciternent.

You’re so eager today, baby…”

te’d always known Nova was shy and reserved–especially when it came to intimacy. But today, she was clinging to him, so initiative it made his chest ache with enderness.

ael’s heart melted. He pressed a soft kiss to the mask covering her cheeks, his fingers itching to pull it off and claim her lips. He’d gone too long without tasting

er sweetness.

You look beautiful today.”

loane’s cheeks flushed pink. She’d been with Kael for months, but this was the first time she’d seen him so worked up–like a teenager experiencing desire for

e first time.

et she knew exactly who he was thinking of, a twinge of jealousy stirring in her chest.

Don’t…”

I was too late.

ael had already pulled off the mask.

he air froze.

When he saw Sloane’s face, his expression darkened instantly. He flung the mask aside, his voice sharp with anger. “Why is it you?”

loane jumped, startled by his fury. She scrambled to grab his hand. “Kael, let me explain-”

ang!

ael’s jaw tightened. He flung off her hand violently.

loane lost her balance and crashed to the ground, humiliated and disheveled. Lucky for her, no one else was around–otherwise, the embarrassment would

ave been unbearable.

ael’s face was stormy. Thank God Nova hadn’t arrived yet. If she had, he’d have killed Sloane on the spot.

le tugged at his tie, irritation oozing from every pore. “Get out.”

loane looked up at him, her eyes red and watery. She sounded so small, so pitiful. “Kael, please listen. I got a text–someone told me to come here. I didn’t mean > trick you…

I swear I had no idea this would happen…”

ler tears glistened, making her look like an abandoned kitten. But Kael felt no sympathy, his gaze cold and menacing. “Leave. I won’t say it a third time.”

loane shivered. She knew if she left now, Kael would never look at her again.

Kael, believe me! I can show you the messages–your assistant texted me to come!” She scrambled to her feet, shoving her phone into his hand.

Cael frowned, scrolling through the messages. His brow furrowed deeper.

It was from his assistant.

Sloane watched his expression carefully, her voice soft and vulnerable. “I thought… I thought you’d prepared a surprise for our four–month anniversary. I was so happy I couldn’t sleep last night.

“I’m sorry… I’ll leave now. I won’t bother you again…”

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Men loved women who were fery in bed but docile outside of it–and Stoane knew exactly how to play the part. That weak, defeated art was sure to make him

soften

Sure enough, Kwel hesitated. He called out to her. Come here.”

A spark of hope flashed in Sloane’s eyes. She ran back to him like an excited bird, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Kael! I knew you wouldn’t”

“Take off the dress Kael’s voice dropped, cold and sharp. He grabbed her chin, his grip tight enough to leave a mark. This dress is one of a kind. I made it for Nova Who do you think you are, wearing it?”

Sloane’s face turned ashen.

“Did you not hear me? Kael snapped. He threw her to the ground again. “Do you want to take it off yourself… or should I have my bodyguards do it for you?”

Sloane’s shoulders shook. She couldn’t believe her ears. Kael was actually threatening to have his bodyguards strip her naked. If word got out, her career would be ruined forever.

“Kael…”

Kael’s expression was unyielding. He tossed a tattered piece of fabric–used to wrap the roses–at her feet. “I won’t repeat myself. Take it off. Then get out.”

The fabric landed on her legs, coarse and dirty. Humiliation burned in Sloane’s chest, hot enough to make her cry.

Nova was “one–of–a kind.” What about her?

Kael had no patience to wait. He was terrified Nova would arrive any minute. He called out to his bodyguards, his voice icy. “Drag her out.”

Sloane’s face paled. “Kael, don’t do this to me…”

Kael stepped toward her.

Sloane’s eyes lit up. He was softening–he had to be.

But what happened next shattered her last hope.

Kael grabbed her right hand, his fingers tightening around her ring finger. With a brutal twist, he wrenched the ring off her finger.

Sloane screamed in agony, her face turning gray. “Ah! It hurts!”

Kael’s grip tightened, as if he meant to crush her bones. His voice was a low, dangerous purr–sweet as a lover’s, but cold as steel. “Sloane, didn’t I tell you? Don‘ cover what’s not yours.”

“Ab…”

He meant to break her finger.

Karl shook off her band in disgust, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers clean. He nodded at the bodyguards. “Get her out of here. And make sure no

se hears about this

“Yes, su

The bodyguards didn’t spare her a glance. They hauled her to her feet, their grips rough and unforgiving, and dragged her toward the exit.

Sloane felt like a piece of trash–discarded, bumiliated, broken She stared at her limp, throbbing finger, a choked sob escaping her lips.

All she’d done was wear his ring And he’d broken her finger

All she’d done was wear Novas dress And he’d stripped her of her dignity

He was so cruel.

Tears streamed down Sloane’s face, mixed with anger and despair.

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What Karl didn’t know was that they’d met before

Years ago, when she and her mother had first moved to New York, they’d been poor–struggling to afford rent, let alone food. One day, she’d lost 11 She’d been too scared to go home–afraid her mother would yell at her–so she’d hidden at a bus stop, crying

It had been pouring rain. The streets were empty, and she’d been cold and hungry, shivering under a leaky shelter.

Then Kael had appeared. He’d knelt down and asked her what was wrong, pulling a candy bar out of his bag to give her. When he’d heard she’d lost her money. hed handed her $50, telling her not to be scared. Before he left, he’d given her his only umbrella.

He’d never known how much that small act of kindness had meant to her.

He’d been like a ray of light, cutting through the darkness of her miserable life.

Later, she’d learned his name–Kael Voss–and that he went to the same school as her, though he was in high school and she was in middle school.

She’d watched him from afar, silently cheering him on.

When he won basketball games…

When his name was called at the award ceremonies…

Every little thing he did, she’d memorized. She’d dreamed of the day she’d be good enough–good enough to stand by his side and tell him how she felt.

But before she could confess, Kael had fallen in love with Nova.

Her secret crush had died, quiet and bitter.

But she couldn’t let go.

How could she?

She’d worked so hard to get close to him. She’d gotten into the same college as him. She’d become an actress just to land an endorsement deal with Voss Group.

But he’d never noticed her. His eyes had only ever been on Nova.

Sloane’s shoulders shook with sobs.

She wasn’t a bad person. She’d just loved him. What was so wrong with that?

The bodyguards frowned at her dazed state, yanking her arm roughly. “Ms. Reed, stop stalling. Don’t make us be rough.”

Sloane’s eyes flashed red. She glared at them, then slapped one of the bodyguards hard across the face.

The man stumbled back, dutching his cheek. He glared at her, furious. “You!”

“Open your eyes!” Sloane snapped. Tmn Kael’s woman. You’ve worked for him long enough–don’t you see how much he dotes on me? He’s just angry right now, When bas he ever laid a finger on me before?”