Chapter 57: Sexual Tension

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Chapter 57 of "Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!" opens with: Chapter 57: Sexual Tension "Come in, Ewan... I don’t think I have the strength to carry... See what unfolds next!

Chapter 57: Sexual Tension "Come in, Ewan... I don’t think I have the strength to carry Gianna myself..." Athena spoke as Ewan hesitated at her doorstep after she opened the door. Aiden had assured her through a text some hours ago that her children were fast asleep, so she believed she was in the clear to bring her ex husband, now business partner, into her home. When Ewan finally stepped into the room, he walked straight to the sofa to drop Gianna but Athena stopped him. "Please, her room is this way..." She led the way to Gianna’s room, knowing that she couldn’t pull it off as she was dead on her feet. She also knew that Gianna would be more than cranky in the morning if she woke up tomorrow and found herself on the sofa. Athena pictured the scenario, and shuddered. She wasn’t ready for it. Hence the risk she was taking, bringing Ewan past the living room space. "Thank you very much, Ewan." She spoke after they left Gianna’s room, and headed to the exit door. Ewan paused, and turned to Athena. "You’re welcome, Athena." There it was again. Athena thought, as she managed to stay clear-headed in front of this gentle Ewan. Why did he go about pronouncing her name like a Greek god beckoning his goddess wife? What was that lingering gaze, that tilt to his voice, that honey caress? What was he aiming to achieve with it? Seduce her? As if! Yet, when Ewan stepped closer to her, she didn’t move an inch, instead she stood and watched him. She blamed it on curiosity. She wanted to know what Ewan was gunning for; she wanted to know his intentions if left alone. So, ignoring the sudden flaring of the nerve endings in her belly and skin at his approach, she remained rooted at the spot, her gaze fixed on his. When he touched her cheek, and his eyes warmed with heat and apology, she still didn’t say a word or walk away. She watched him as if he was an interesting dream character. But when he caressed her cheek with infinite gentleness and muttered her name huskily again, Athena knew she had to break away, or else her resolutions would have been for nothing. She was done being curious. "What are you doing, Ewan?" Ewan’s hand fell from her cheek. "I don’t know, Athena.." "Stop calling my name like that... address me the way you did when we were married..." Ewan’s eyes flamed with sorrow as the earlier heat in them disappeared. "But how can I address you the same? With the power you possess now, you might lock me up for good!" (.....) Athena wasn’t sure if Ewan was joking with her right now. Her silence though, rubbed Ewan the wrong way. "I’m sorry, Athena..." Athena shut her eyes for a microsecond, hating the increased flutterings in her belly. What the hell! "Do you want me to call you something else? Like including the Doctor tag?" Would that stop the buffet of feelings assailing her body? Athena didn’t think so. "What I want is for you to leave now. Thanks for the ride and for your help with Gianna." Ewan hesitated, wanting to say something, but on a second thought, he let it go. "Alright then. Thank you for tonight..." He turned and strode to the exit door. However, just as he opened it, he stopped and reverted to Athena. "You know if time travel was a thing, I would have returned to nine years ago, and I would have done things better. I would have..." A pause, where he inhaled and exhaled tiredly. "I just wish things can be different." "Would you have wished the same if I had returned as an illiterate? As a nobody?" Ewan sighed tiredly. There was no need. He thought. No need at all. Without another word, he walked out of the house, and shut the door. Athena let out a harsh breath. Good riddance! She cussed the next minute however, when she remembered the text Aiden had sent her concerning the doormen downstairs. Quickly, she hurried out of her apartment, stopping short when she saw Ewan. He was standing right by the wall, outside her apartment, looking down and lost. "Ewan, what are you still doing here?" Ewan said nothing. His gaze, however, lingered on her. Athena shook her head. She didn’t want to be caught in a staring match with him again. "Come on, let’s go. They will soon lock up the building." She hurried to the elevator, with Ewan right behind her. When they entered the elevator, Athena felt it suddenly become smaller. It was like Ewan was sucking up the whole air and space! Hadn’t she come up with him earlier? What changed? But even as she asked, she knew the answer. Gianna had been with them in the ride up, and so the tension had been next to null. But being alone in the living room, and now in the elevator, the tension was sparking all over. Athena wished the elevator would go down faster. But fate had other plans. The elevator instead malfunctioned. It crumbled and stopped totally. No no no. Athena mentally chanted, ruffling her hair. She couldn’t have this now. Glad she was with her phone at least, she tried the phone number of one of her workers who stayed downstairs, hoping the issue was a minor one, but the line wasn’t going through. What was the meaning of this? What silly game was fate playing with her now? She turned to Ewan, to apologize for this matter, only to see him hunched on the floor shaking and gasping rapidly. What the hell! He was claustrophobic? Why wasn’t she aware of this? But hadn’t he ridden the elevators before? Was it because the machine suddenly stopped working? Athena hurried to him, when the hyperventilation became worse. "Ewan, breathe..." She allowed him to drag her to himself, to wrap his arms around her as she knelt before him. "Breathe Ewan, you will be fine."

Chapter 57: Sexual Tension

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