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The Underworld's Wife

by @pritch94

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16 chapters

~40 min read

When Kendra is seduced by the enigmatic gang leader Robert, her perfect life shatters into a thrilling underworld of explicit passion and brutal crime. Now, her husband Lamar must navigate a bloody landscape of murder and betrayal to confront the man who stole his wife.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Lamar Hayes

A 35-year-old corporate attorney with a build kept sharp by early morning boxing sessions, his tailored suits and polished demeanor a fortress around a heart fiercely devoted to his wife. His dark eyes, once warm with certainty, now scan rooms with a lawyer's suspicion, missing nothing—especially the growing distance in Kendra's smile. He smells of sandalwood and ambition, a man who built a perfect life only to feel the foundation cracking beneath his feet.

Kendra Hayes

A 33-year-old acclaimed interior designer whose elegance is a force of nature, from the sleek twist of her natural hair to the confident sway of her hips in a designer dress. Her smile is a masterpiece of warmth, but a new, restless hunger flickers in her brown eyes—a hunger her safe world can no longer satisfy. The scent of jasmine and expensive lotion clings to her skin, a familiar perfume that begins to carry the faint, dangerous smoke of another man's world.

Robert 'Silk' DeVaughn

A 38-year-old gang leader who moves with the lethal, relaxed grace of a panther, his power not in shouted threats but in the chilling quiet of his commands. Impeccably dressed in dark, expensive fabrics, his sharp cheekbones and discerning gaze miss nothing, seeing both the value in a business deal and the vulnerability in a lonely heart. A faint scar traces his jawline, and he smells of cigar smoke, mint, and cold ambition.

Marcus Thorne

Lamar's 34-year-old best friend and a homicide detective, his broad shoulders carrying the weight of the city's darkness. His watchful eyes, framed by tired lines, have seen every kind of betrayal, and his casual leather jacket hides the Glock on his hip. He smells of coffee and relentless determination, a man who trusts facts over feelings but feels a cold dread watching his friend's life unravel.

Chanel

Robert's 26-year-old lieutenant, a vision of deadly beauty with razor-sharp edges. Her curves are showcased in tactical wear that means business, and her intricate braids are always pulled back, revealing eyes that assess threat and value in a single glance. She moves with a fighter's economy, the scent of gun oil and vanilla clinging to her, an unsettling mix of the sweet and the savage.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Cracks in the Foundation

Lamar woke to an empty bed. The digital clock glowed 2:17 AM. The house was too quiet, the space beside him cold. He found her in the living room, silhouetted against the city lights, still in her eve

The Taste of You

The backseat of his Navigator was a dark, leather-scented universe, sealed off from the world. Kendra's designer dress was pushed up around her hips, his fingers already slick with her betrayal. She a

Ghost in the Hall

The scalding water beat down, erasing Robert's scent, the sweat, the evidence. She scrubbed until her skin was raw. As she raised her hand to wipe the glass, the diamond of her wedding ring was a dull

Silk's True Currency

The cold, polished wood of the desk seared her back, a stark contrast to the heat of him pushing inside. Kendra’s eyes fluttered open to see the city map beneath her, his territories marked in red, he

Asset Inspection

Robert pressed her against the cool glass of his private booth, the thumping bass from the club below vibrating through her spine. His hands were on her hips, moving her against him, as his gaze—and h

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