Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

Chapter Seventy Nine

Third Person POV.

As Amber and Richard stepped into his long–forgotten apartment, Richard was taken aback by the level of cleanliness that greeted him. Not a speck of dust could be seen, and everything seemed to have its place.

It was as if the place had been lovingly maintained and cleaned regularly during his six–year

absence, and that surprised him mostly because he didn’t remember putting anyone in charge of the

place.

Amber, her eyes filled with excitement, followed closely behind Richard. She was impressed with the

interior of the apartment, and she took in the simplicity and homeliness of the space, a stark

contrast from the extravagant properties she had grown accustomed to with Richard. It exuded warmt!

and coziness that made her feel instantly at ease.

“Wow, Richard, this place is beautiful!” Amber exclaimed. “I love how simple and cozy it is. It’s

perfect.”

Richard’s lips curled into a relieved smile. He had feared that his modest apartment would pale in

comparison to the style Amber was used to associating him with. “I’m glad you like it, Amber,” he

replied sincerely. “I was worried you might find it underwhelming.”

“No way. Richard. This is exactly my style. I love the unexpectedness of it all. It feels like a real

home, not just a place that screams billionaire.””

Richard let out a light chuckle. “That’s exactly what I was going for,” he admitted. “My other places

are a little too extravagant and expensive–looking, but this one… it feels different. It feels like me. It feels like a place I can truly call home. It’s too bad it’s in the wrong country.”

Amber was surprised to hear him mention that the place he believed genuinely felt like home was located in the wrong country, and she wondered why he harbored so much dislike for Italy.

Taking a step back, Richard glanced around the apartment, his gaze lingering on the hallway closet. “So, what would you like to do first, Amber? We can explore the neighborhood or stay in and relax.

The choice is yours.”

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Amber paused for a moment. “I think I’d like to take a nice, refreshing shower first. It’s been a

long journey, and I just want to freshen up.”

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He nodded. “Of course, Amber. You can use the bathroom in the second bedroom down the hall. Mak

yourself at home.”

Amber’s smile faltered slightly as she remembered the shopping plans they had discussed. “Um, Richard? Just so you remember, I don’t have any clothes with me for after the shower. Not to throw

blame, but you’ll have to take responsibility since you asked me to pack light

Richard chuckled before responding. “Wait here. I’ll get you something comfortable you can wear,” he

instructed.

After a few minutes, he returned with a black oversized T–shirt and gray joggers in hand, and she

eagerly awaited his arrival. She knew that these clothes were from his wardrobe, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of intimacy and closeness as he offered them to her.

“These should do for now,” Richard said. “I’m not sure if the joggers will fit you, but give them a

try. The shirt however, is pretty big.”

Amber glanced at the joggers but didn’t bother trying them on. She was more interested in the oversized shirt that Richard had mentioned. “Actually, Richard, I think I’ll just try the shirt. How

long is it? Will it cover me if I decide to wear it alone?”

Richard’s eyes widened slightly at her question. He hadn’t expected her to consider wearing just the shirt. His mind raced, unsure of how to respond. “Um, yeah, it’s pretty long. It should cover you if

you wear it alone,” he managed to say, trying to sound nonchalant.

Amber smiled slyly before heading towards the second bedroom Richard had shown her.

After what felt like an eternity, Amber finished her shower and dried herself off. She stood in front of the mirror, mentally preparing herself for whatever reaction she’d get Slipping on the oversized

T–shirt, she marveled at how it swallowed her and almost made her seem like she was petite, and how

it was barely covering her.

Amber took a deep breath, feeling a surge of confidence as she walked out of the bedroom. Each step

though subtle, felt electric with anticipation. She couldn’t wait to see his reaction and gauge his

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As Amber entered the living room, her heart leaped at the sight of Richard standing by the windows,

his gaze fixated on the outside. She noticed that he also changed into comfortable clothes, and

seeing him in a sleeveless shirt that showed off his tattoos made Amber’s heart skip a beat.

The man was absolutely delicious to look at, and she shamelessly stared at him without any iota of

embarrassment.

Sensing her presence, he turned, his eyes widening as they landed on her. It took him a moment to

find his voice.

“Amber,” Richard breathed. “You…I’m glad it fits,” he stuttered, trying to filter his words.

Amber’s confidence soared as she sauntered towards him, the oversized shirt swaying with each step.

She could see the hunger in Richard’s eyes–a primal desire that matched her own. She stopped just

short of him, her voice dripping with playfulness.

“What do you think?” she asked as she swayed sideways, causing her breasts to bounce underneath th slightly transparent fabric.

Richard’s throat went dry as he struggled to find words. His desire for Amber burned within him, and he didn’t think he had what it took to hide how badly he wanted her. “You’re killing me right now,

Amber,” he replied.

Amber opened her mouth to speak, ready to assert once again that the ball was in Richard’s court. “And so are you, Romero,” she managed to breathe out “You can…”

She was about to say something else, but before she could complete her sentence, the world around her seemed to fade away. In an instant, Richard closed the gap between them and crashed his lips on hers

with a fiery hunger.

Lost in the passion of the moment, all thoughts of hesitation and uncertainty drifted away. Amber’s hands found their way to Richard’s shoulders, pulling him closer as she responded to the intensity of his kiss. Their lips moved against each other with a desperate yearning, and their tongues fought for dominance as they kissed each other like it was the only thing that mattered.

After what felt like an eternity of entangled lips and racing pulses, Richard finally pulled away. With one final display of self–control, he looked into Amber’s eyes and asked, his voice whispering with urgency, “Are you sure, Amber? Are you certain you want this?”

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