Chapter 1225

Cole realized marrying a woman as extraordinary as Elliana demanded constant vigilance. He found himself fending off her admirers of all ages—teenagers and grown men—and now, evidently, women as well. He felt as if he existed in perpetual combat.

Adah stumbled backward several steps from the force of his shove. Recovering her equilibrium, she responded with an exaggerated eye-roll of epic proportions. Seriously? How could this man’s possessiveness be this infuriating?

For one heated moment, Adah yearned to launch herself at Cole for a fight, but she restrained the impulse. She understood she couldn’t triumph against Cole in combat, and even if victory were possible, she wouldn’t do it in front of Elliana. Still, she wasn’t about to let him get away with it. This guy’s jealous streak and possessive nature required a memorable lesson.

After drawing several steadying breaths, her fury dissolved, replaced by a cunning, flirtatious smile.

“Cole,” she purred, her voice honeyed with mischief, “allow me to share a fascinating secret with you.”

Cole could already tell that nothing good would come out of Adah’s mouth. His gut said it all, yet he couldn’t stop her. All he could do was frown.

Adah said with a sly grin, “It’s a bit late to start claiming territory over Elliana. I’ve known her since we were babies. How long have you even been around? We bathed together and slept under the same quilt. Hell, I even know every little spot on her skin.”

Her grin turned mischievous as she met Cole’s eyes.

“So, to put it plainly—I slept with your wife first.”

Cole’s mind echoed her words. His blood boiled so hot that he thought he might actually cough some up. If Adah weren’t Elliana’s best friend—if he could hurt Adah without losing Elliana forever—he’d have knocked her flat.

Under the night sky, fury rolled off Cole in waves. His usual composure was gone, shattered to pieces by Adah’s words.

The air itself seemed to hum with tension.

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Elliana sighed. Adah’s words cut like a blade, straight through Cole’s heart. Still, she couldn’t entirely blame Adah. Cole was far too possessive. With a little less jealousy, he wouldn’t be this worked up.

Moments earlier, everyone had watched Maxine and Miguel cough up blood. Now, everyone shared the same thought—if Adah kept pushing, Cole might be next.

Adah smirked, savoring Cole’s rage. This was her revenge for the way he’d handled her earlier.

Honestly, Adah was never one to stop at the edge. She’d already provoked Cole, and now she wanted to push him clean over. She cleared her throat, ready to piss Cole off further.

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