KISS ME BEFORE YOU KILL ME: The Assassin and the Hybrid heir
Marcus Blackwood was sent to kill me.
He was supposed to get close, earn my trust, and end my life before I ever discovered what I truly am.
But neither of us expected the bond, it happened so fast.
At thirty, I thought I had everything, being the CEO of my family’s billion-dollar empire, flawless reputation, a future perfectly mapped out. The world saw a brilliant businessman.
They didn’t see the nightmares, the struggles for being lonely and sex starved. Keeping the facade of being a perfect son and a perfect CEO.
The woman drenched with blood calling my name. The wolves howling beneath a crimson moon.
I was never meant to live in the human world.
I am the forbidden son of a vampire princess and a werewolf beta,the hidden heir whose birth once nearly destroyed both clans. A living prophecy powerful enough to reignite a war buried in blood.
And Marcus?
He was raised by the Vampire Elders to obey without question.
His mission is simple:
Find me.
Understand me, and kill me.
But the closer he gets, the more dangerous everything becomes.
Because he doesn’t look at me like a target.
He looks at me like I belong to him.
And when enemies begin to crave each other, when assassins hesitate, when fate binds two men who should never touch…
War is no longer the greatest threat, but love is.....
And if he has to choose between his orders and my life
I don’t know if he’ll kiss me…
Or finish the job.
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Chapter: Chapter 78POV: NoahThe second trial chamber felt different right away, heavier somehow, like the air itself carried old pain. We stepped inside and the door sealed behind us with a low grind. Smoke started filling the space fast, thick and gray. I coughed hard, eyes watering. Then I froze. The smoke cleared and showed me a scene from my childhood that I wished I could forget forever.There I was, small and scared, standing in our old house. Richard towered over young me, face red with anger. He screamed at young Noah for showing weakness after I cried over a scraped knee. His hand flew out, backhanding me across the face. The sting felt so real I touched my cheek, expecting blood. My eyes burned. That slap echoed in my ears even now.Beside me, Marcus faced his own nightmare. A training room with cold stone walls. Elders beat a teenage Marcus bloody for sparing a target’s child during one mission. Blood ran down young Marcus’s face, but he didn’t cry. He just took it, jaw clenched tight. My he
Last Updated: 2026-07-11
Chapter: Chapter 77POV: MarcusThe tunnel felt like it went on forever, dark and damp with that earthy smell that stuck in your throat. My side still ached from the silver wound, but I pushed through, one foot in front of the other. Noah walked right beside me, his shoulder brushing mine every few steps. That small touch kept me going more than anything else. Seraphine led the way, her steps sure like she’d done this a hundred times before.When the tunnel finally opened up, I stopped dead. The chamber was huge, circular, with a ceiling so high it disappeared into shadows. Cracked stone made up the floor, pieces shifting under our boots. But what really got me were the walls. Murals covered every inch, painted in faded colors that still popped in the low torchlight. Wolves running with vampires. Hybrids standing shoulder to shoulder with both, fighting side by side instead of tearing each other apart. Families mixed together, laughing around fires. It hit me hard.Everything the elders taught me as an a
Last Updated: 2026-07-11
Chapter: chapter seventy sixNoah’s POV The main chamber felt heavy with old secrets, and torchlight flickered on the stone walls. I stood there, my heart still racing from everything Seraphine had told us. My hands were sweaty as Elara stepped forward and pushed a yellowed, old letter into my palm. The paper felt rough and very soft, as if it could fall apart at any moment. “What’s this?” I asked, voice trembling. “It’s from Mum,” Elara said softly. Her eyes looked tired, not angry like usual. “I found it years ago. Read it.” I slowly unfolded the letter, Marcus right beside me, his shoulder touching mine for support. The handwriting was messy but legible. Mum wrote that the Elders weren’t the true villains. They were merely pawns of something bigger—a nameless, formless creature that had hunted hybrids like us for thousands of years. She said she wasn’t killed in some big fight; she was taken. Dragged away. She begged us to run, hide, and just survive. Tears burned my eyes as I read her words. “Stay safe
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Chapter: chapter seventy-fiveNoah’s POV The stone wall had cracked open like it was waiting just for us. I stood there staring at the carving inside the alcove, my heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. My name and Marcus’s name were etched together in the rock, wrapped around that crown of fangs. It looked old, like it had been there forever. My hands shook as I reached closer but stopped short. This was real. All of it.Seraphine stood beside me, her silver hair shining in the torchlight. “The prophecy was never about one hybrid king ruling alone,” she said, voice calm but urgent. “It needs two. You and Marcus, bound by blood and by choice. Together. The Elders twisted the story for centuries to prevent this from happening. They sent Marcus to kill you, Noah. They failed because your bond is stronger than their lies.” I swallowed hard, glancing at Marcus. He stood right next to me, his grey eyes fixed on mine. After everything—the warehouse fight, the collar burning my neck, nearly losing him—I
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Chapter: chapter seventy fourMARCUS POV The fighting stopped all of a sudden, like someone hit pause on the whole damn world. Seraphine raised her hand and said one word in some language I didn't know. It sounded old and powerful. Every executioner and elder soldier froze right where they were, arms halfway up or legs mid-step. Then they just dropped, unconscious, hitting the ground like sacks of potatoes. The head Elder took one look at her, eyes wide with pure terror, and ran off into the dark like his ass was on fire. I almost laughed, but I was too beat up and too worried about Noah to care.Seraphine turned to us with this calm look on her face. "Follow me. It's time you saw the truth." Her voice was steady, like she'd done this a hundred times before. She led us to a hidden door under the warehouse loading dock. It creaked open when she touched it, revealing a spiral staircase going down into the dark. We went slow because we were all messed up. My thumb still hurt like hell. My body felt like one big brui
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Chapter: chapter seventy threeNoah's POV The chaos exploded all around us like the whole world was ending right there in that dirty lot outside the warehouse. Massive wolves with fur as dark as night and eyes glowing gold slammed into the Elders' executioners. Snarls ripped through the air, claws slashed, and guys screamed as they got thrown around like ragdolls. Gunshots cracked every few seconds, mixed with flashes of weird magic that lit up the red moonlight. But honestly? I barely registered any of it. My head was spinning too much from everything else.My grandma—the woman with that long silver hair and eyes the color of the red moon—still had her hand on my cheek. Her touch was warm, like the kind of hug you didn't know you needed until it happened. It felt ancient somehow, like it carried years and years of stories I didn't even know about. My heart was pounding so hard it hurt, and tears kept trying to sneak out of my eyes. After all the lies from Richard, the running, the fighting... this felt too real.
Last Updated: 2026-06-22
Skating on Thin Ice
Jeffery Vale has spent his entire life hidden behind his perfect twin brother, Lucien—the future alpha of the powerful Moonfang Pack and the star of their elite hockey team. But when Lucien is suddenly injured before the national championship, Jeffery is forced to take his place, stepping into a dangerous world of fame, rivalry, and secrets that were never meant to be uncovered.
Everything changes when Roland Hayes, the Ruthless alpha captain of rival Northfang Pack sees through Jeffery’s disguise immediately. Instead of exposing him, Roland keeps quiet and drags Jeffery into a brutal rivalry filled with obsession, forbidden attraction, and a connection that neither of them can escape.
After a violent scandal on the ice threatens both their careers, they are forced into a fake relationship for the public. Still, as buried truths about Lucien’s accident and an ancient prophecy begin to surface, Jeffery realises he was never the weak twin everyone believed he was—he was the one they feared all along.
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Chapter: Chapter 30: A Sanctuary of SkinPOV: JefferyI shot upright in bed as if someone had yanked me by the collar, chest heaving, sweat sticking my shirt to my back. The room was still pitch black, that heavy early-morning quiet where everything feels muffled. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. The dream clung to me, cold and slimy, as if it didn’t want to let go.Dad’s voice had sounded so real. Deep, the way it used to when he was serious about pack stuff. “Jeffery,” he’d said, looking right at me, not past me like usual. “You’re the chosen one.” Chosen. Me. The words kept echoing in my skull as I blinked hard, trying to shake off the fog.Lucien was always special. My twin, yeah, but the golden shadow. Everyone saw him first—stronger, sharper, the one the pack actually wanted around. I was just... there. The defective twin. The omega who never quite fit. Being his shadow kept me grounded, sure. It kept me safe from the whispers, from the way eyes would slide over me like I was bro
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Chapter: Chapter 29: The Predator in the DreamPOV: JefferyI blinked and the world flipped. One second I was in bed, the next I stood in this strange, moonlit forest. My body felt wrong. Huge paws instead of feet, thick fur covering my arms, claws sharp as knives. Werewolf me. Fully awake inside the dream, buzzing with this raw power that made my blood race. Trees seemed to lean out of my way as if they knew me. Branches shifted, paths opened up easily. But my head remained locked down, trapped in panic. I couldn’t shut it off. Couldn’t stop the surge.Everything looked too sharp. Moonlight cast the leaves in silver, and the air smelled like rain mixed with fear. My heart beat wildly. I took one step and felt the ground shake beneath me. This strength felt dangerous, like it could wreck everything without trying. I growled low, testing my voice, but it sounded deep and frightening. What on earth was happening? I hadn’t signed up for this beastly trip.Then the mist rolled in thickly. A figure stepped out. Dad. His eyes gleamed br
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Chapter: Chapter 28: The Weight of a SecretRoland’s POV I stood there in my living room, the lamp throwing these soft yellow shadows across the floor. It was late, way past when normal people crashed, but Jeffery was still sitting on the edge of the couch, watching me like he already knew something was off. His eyes were tired but sharp, waiting for me to spit it out. The secret felt like a rock in my throat, heavy and sharp, ready to cut everything if I let it loose. I’d been carrying it for days now, this thing that could mess up what we had just started building. One wrong word and poof, it’s gone.He shifted a little, his fingers tapping on his knee. “Roland, come on. What’s going on? You’ve been weird all night.”I swallowed hard. Telling him would break this. Us. The late nights laughing over nothing, the way he looked at me like I mattered. No way. Not tonight. My heart hammered as I stepped closer. Instead of words, I just moved. I leaned in and kissed him deep, tongues sliding together, messy and sexy like I needed h
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Chapter: CHAPTER 27: The Breaking Point POV: Roland Roland sat in the old leather chair in his cluttered home office late at night. Stacks of papers covered the desk, and the desk lamp cast long shadows across the room. Jeffrey stood right in front of him, voice trembling as he demanded answers. “Who did you say ‘I love you’ to on that phone call?” Jeffrey asked. He wasn’t yelling. His eyes looked hurt, like something inside him was cracking. “I need to know. Are you with someone else? Was this all fake for you?” Roland tried to look away. His hands gripped the arms of the chair. “Jeff, it’s not what you think.” Jeffrey stepped closer. “Then tell me. I’ve been through enough with videos and fake stuff. Don’t make me guess anymore. My trust is already gone.” Roland’s chest felt tight. He wanted to explain everything, but the words stuck. The blackmail, the pressure, all of it. He ran a hand over his face. “I can’t drag you into this. It’s bigger than us.” Jeffrey’s face twisted with hurt. “Bigger than us? I’m fa
Last Updated: 2026-07-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 26: The ConditionsJeffery’s POV Jeffery stood in the middle of the penthouse, arms crossed tight, jaw clenched. Roland faced him, looking incredibly nervous. Their fake relationship had spiraled into something real—messy feelings, broken trust, the whole nine yards. “We need to talk,” Jeffery said, voice steady. “I’m ready to forgive you. But I’ve got two conditions.” Roland nodded quickly. “Anything. Just tell me.” Jeffery raised one finger. “First, tell me who you were talking to on that phone call. The one where you said ‘I love you.’ Is it a relationship? Just friends? I need the truth, Roland. Right now.” Roland’s face went pale. He opened his mouth, then closed it. “Jeffery, it’s complicated...” Jeffery’s stomach twisted. He waited. Roland stayed quiet, eyes flicking to the floor. That silence hit him like a punch. Anger surged through him. Without a word, Jeffery spun around and stormed into the kitchen. He ripped open the fridge, grabbed a soda and some cold leftover pizza. His hand
Last Updated: 2026-07-10
Chapter: CHAPTER 25: The Public Appearance POV: Jeffery Jeffery stood on that stupid stage with lights blinding him from every side. Cameras flashed like crazy, clicking nonstop. His stomach twisted tight. The stripping video still played in his head and probably everyone else’s too. He felt naked all over again, even in this button-up shirt Roland picked out. Whispers rippled through the crowd right away. “Look at him. Total mess.” “Roland Hayes deserves way better.” “He’s just riding the fame train.” Jeffery’s face burned hot. Humiliation hit him like a slap. He wanted to bolt, jump off the stage and run until his legs gave out. His hands shook at his sides. Why did he agree to this? Fake couple stuff for the sponsors. All eyes on him like he was some joke. Then Roland’s hand slid into his. Warm. Steady. He squeezed gently, thumb brushing over Jeffery’s knuckles. Jeffery glanced over quickly. Roland’s jaw was set, eyes fierce and protective like he was ready to fight the whole room. “Let me handle this,” Rolan
Last Updated: 2026-07-09
PATINER SUR UNE GLACE
Résumé
Jeffery Vale a passé toute sa vie dans l'ombre de son frère jumeau parfait, Lucien, le futur Alpha de la puissante Meute de Moonfang et la star de son équipe d'élite de hockey. Mais lorsque Lucien est soudainement gravement blessé juste avant le championnat national, Jeffery est contraint de prendre sa place, plongeant malgré lui dans un univers dangereux où se mêlent célébrité, rivalités et secrets qui n'auraient jamais dû être révélés.
Tout bascule lorsque Roland Hayes, l'impitoyable Alpha et capitaine de la meute rivale de Northfang, perce immédiatement à jour la supercherie de Jeffery. Au lieu de le dénoncer, Roland garde le silence et l'entraîne dans une rivalité brutale, nourrie par une obsession grandissante, une attirance interdite et un lien auquel ni l'un ni l'autre ne peuvent échapper.
Après qu'un violent scandale sur la glace menace leurs deux carrières, ils sont contraints d'entretenir une fausse relation aux yeux du public. Pourtant, à mesure que les vérités enfouies sur l'accident de Lucien et une ancienne prophétie remontent à la surface, Jeffery découvre qu'il n'a jamais été le jumeau faible que tout le monde croyait. Depuis le début, c'était lui que tous redoutaient.
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Chapter: CHAPITRE 17 : La Nuit IntimePoint de vue de JefferyJe me tenais dans la chambre de Roland, lumières tamisées. Mes mains tremblaient un peu. Nous avions accumulé la tension toute la soirée après le match, avec des caresses volées dans la voiture et des baisers dans l’ascenseur. Maintenant, il n’y avait plus que nous. Plus d’équipe qui criait, plus d’amis qui regardaient, plus de faux petit ami. Roland s’est approché, le regard doux. Il m’a attiré lentement contre lui, ses mains chaudes sur ma taille, comme s’il avait peur que je m’éloigne. Quand ses lèvres ont touché les miennes, ce n’était ni précipité ni brutal. Juste une pression douce, chaude et attentive. Mon corps s’est embrasé malgré tout, le cœur battant à toute allure, la peau picotant partout.J’ai répondu à son baiser, la peur et l’excitation se mélangeant. Terrifié qu’il s’arrête et me laisse sur ma faim, excité à l’idée qu’il continue et me donne tout. Sa bouche bougeait doucement contre la mienne, sa langue me taquinant à peine. Je me suis fondu en
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: CHAPITRE 16 : Le MatchPoint de vue de RolandJe suis monté sur la glace alors que la foule rugissait comme le tonnerre. L’arène de hockey était bondée, les lumières brillaient intensément et la musique pulsait dans les haut-parleurs. Mon cœur battait à tout rompre. Ce match était très important, mais ce soir il prenait une tout autre dimension parce que Jeffery était dans les gradins. Je l’ai repéré rapidement avec Anna, Maxwell et Chloe. Ils étaient enfin venus soutenir « le petit ami ». J’ai souri sous mon casque. C’était le moment de faire un spectacle.Le palet est tombé et j’ai tout donné dès le début. Je patinais à toute vitesse, la crosse prête, percutant les gars qui se mettaient en travers de mon chemin. Je voulais que Jeffery voie chaque mouvement. J’ai feinté un défenseur, fait une feinte à gauche et tiré fort. Le gardien l’a bloqué, mais la foule a quand même explosé en acclamations. La pression pesait lourd sur mes épaules. Les entraîneurs criaient, les coéquipiers poussaient, les sponsors reg
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Chapter: Chapitre 15 : Signaux contradictoiresPOV de JefferyJ’étais tranquillement sur le canapé à faire défiler mon téléphone quand Roland effleura mon épaule. Ce simple contact envoya une décharge électrique dans tout mon corps. Je me figeai, le cœur cognant comme un fou.« Tu rougis », dit Roland, visiblement très amusé.« Pas du tout », mentis-je rapidement, le visage en feu.Il grimpa sur moi en un instant, à califourchon sur mes hanches. Son poids m’enfonça profondément dans les coussins. Mes mains volèrent sur son torse nu, essayant de le repousser. Mais mes doigts restèrent là, sentant sa peau chaude et ses muscles durs. Qu’est-ce qui n’allait pas chez moi, bordel ?« Qu’est-ce que tu fais ? » demandai-je. Ma voix se brisa comme un loser total.Roland me regarda d’en haut, ses yeux sombres plongés dans les miens. Le moment était super gênant, je sentais ses cuisses serrer mes hanches, sa poitrine qui montait et descendait vite, son souffle chaud sur mon visage. Pendant une seconde, je crus qu’il allait m’embrasser. J’en
Last Updated: 2026-07-17
Chapter: Chapitre 14 : Les Taquineries de RolandPOV de Jeffery J’enlevai mes chaussures dès qu’on rentra dans le penthouse, la lumière du soir qui s’estompait derrière les immenses fenêtres. Mes jambes me faisaient encore mal après l’entraînement intensif, mais être seul avec Roland rendait tout plus lourd. Il était dans un de ses moods joueurs, avec ce sourire qui disait qu’il possédait le monde. Je me laissai tomber sur le canapé, en essayant d’ignorer la façon dont mon estomac faisait des bonds quand il me regardait.« Mec, tu patines comme si t’étais même pas un joueur de hockey », me taquina-t-il en se laissant tomber à côté de moi. Sa voix était légère, mais ça me toucha mal. Une vague de panique me traversa la poitrine. Est-ce qu’il soupçonnait quelque chose ? Comme peut-être que je n’étais pas son frère Lucien ou je ne sais quelle histoire qu’on racontait ? Mon cœur se mit à battre à toute vitesse. « Ça veut dire quoi, ça ? » répliquai-je en me redressant d’un coup.Roland rit, bas et agaçant. « Détends-toi, je te fais mar
Last Updated: 2026-07-13
Chapter: Chapitre 12POV de RolandJ’étais assis à l’arrière de la voiture de luxe, le regard perdu sur les lumières de la ville qui défilaient. La salle de bal de l’hôtel chic nous attendait pour ce grand dîner de sponsors avec les dirigeants de l’équipe et ceux qui nous avaient forcés à jouer cette comédie de fausse relation. Mon estomac était noué. La pression pesait lourd ce soir, comme si un seul faux pas pouvait tout faire s’effondrer. Jeffery était assis à côté de moi, silencieux, tripotant la manche de sa veste. Il était beau dedans, mais nerveux à mort.On entra dans la salle de bal ensemble, les lustres qui scintillaient, les tables dressées avec de la vaisselle raffinée et des fleurs. Les gens en costumes et robes se retournèrent pour nous regarder. Les sponsors étaient installés à la table principale, les yeux perçants comme des rapaces. J’affichai mon meilleur sourire de capitaine et gardai Jeffery près de moi, la main dans son dos. « Respire juste, » murmurai-je. « On gère. »Il commença à s
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Chapter: Chapitre 12 : Le Montage d’EntraînementPoint de vue de JefferyJe me suis réveillé super tôt, le corps encore endolori d’avoir dormi sur ce foutu canapé une fois de plus. Roland était déjà debout, faisant du bruit dans la cuisine comme s’il trépignait d’impatience. « Habille-toi », m’a-t-il dit en me lançant du vieux matériel de hockey. « On va à la patinoire. Il faut que tu apprennes vraiment à patiner si on veut vendre cette histoire de petit ami. »J’ai grogné mais je l’ai suivi quand même. La patinoire était vide à cette heure matinale, juste nous et l’air froid qui me piquait le nez. La glace avait l’air lisse et effrayante sous les lumières vives. J’ai lacé les patins, me sentant déjà maladroit. Mes pieds ont vacillé dès que j’ai posé le pied sur la glace.« Doucement, mec », a dit Roland en glissant vers moi comme si c’était la chose la plus naturelle du monde. « Plie les genoux. Ne te raidis pas. »J’ai essayé. Premier pas et bam — mon cul a heurté la glace violemment. Une douleur m’a traversé le dos. J’ai juré for
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Chapter: chapter hundred and twenty The night was very quiet the kind of quiet that feels full, not empty. Outside, the lake shimmered beneath a low-hanging moon, the water mirroring a thousand stars scattered across the sky. Adrian sat on the porch of the lake house, a glass of whiskey in his hand, watching the soft ripples move across the surface. He was older now not by much in years, but in heart, in mind, in the places that truly counted. Inside, he could hear faint laughter at the hallway Gabriel and Elias talking over the phone, catching up about college life, their voices warm and familiar. The sound made him smile. For a moment, he just sat there, taking it all in the peace, the quiet hum of night, the soft rustle of pine trees whispering against the wind. He remembered when silence used to terrify him. When it was a reminder of loss, of loneliness, of ghosts that refused to leave. But now, silence was comfort. It was home. He swirled the whiskey slowly, his gaze distant, thoughts drifting like the water
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: chapter hundred and twenty The night was very quiet the kind of quiet that feels full, not empty. Outside, the lake shimmered beneath a low-hanging moon, the water mirroring a thousand stars scattered across the sky. Adrian sat on the porch of the lake house, a glass of whiskey in his hand, watching the soft ripples move across the surface. He was older now not by much in years, but in heart, in mind, in the places that truly counted.Inside, he could hear faint laughter at the hallway Gabriel and Elias talking over the phone, catching up about college life, their voices warm and familiar. The sound made him smile. For a moment, he just sat there, taking it all in the peace, the quiet hum of night, the soft rustle of pine trees whispering against the wind.He remembered when silence used to terrify him. When it was a reminder of loss, of loneliness, of ghosts that refused to leave. But now, silence was comfort. It was home.He swirled the whiskey slowly, his gaze distant, thoughts drifting like the water bef
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Chapter: chapter hundred and nineteen The mansion felt quieter than it ever had before. Not just the kind of quiet that came after a long day, but the heavy, echoing stillness of absence the kind that settles in your bones when someone you love isn’t there anymore. Elias had been gone for only two weeks, yet it already felt like months. His laughter that deep, easy sound that used to echo through the hallways was gone. No more teasing about Adrian and Gabriel’s “gross displays of affection,” no more late-night snacks raided from the fridge, no more soft piano tunes drifting from the music room. Adrian sat by the window in his study, watching the first snowflakes fall. They came down in slow spirals, quiet and gentle, blanketing the garden outside. His reflection stared back at him from the glass older now, a little softer around the edges. He smiled faintly to himself, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. Gabriel appeared in the doorway a few minutes later, wearing one of Adrian’s old sweaters and holding two mugs
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Chapter: chapter hundred and Eighteen The night was warm, one of those evenings that smelled faintly of rain and jasmine drifting in through the open windows of the Knight mansion. The dinner table was still cluttered with half-empty wine glasses and the remnants of dessert Gabriel’s homemade chocolate torte that had everyone groaning in satisfaction. Adrian leaned back in his chair, watching Elias laugh at something Gabriel said. His son had grown so much taller, more confident, with that same spark of charm Gabriel had. There was something in his eyes that reminded Adrian of his younger self — curious, hungry for life, but gentler, shaped by love instead of ambition. As the laughter faded, Elias’s tone shifted. He looked between his fathers, his fingers nervously tracing the rim of his glass. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you both.” Adrian straightened slightly. “You’re not in trouble, are you?” he teased, trying to lighten the sudden weight in the air..cause it felt so emotional... Elias chuckled
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Chapter: chapter hundred and seventeen Everything seemed to fall perfectly into place, as if the universe itself had finally decided to reward Adrian and Gabriel for surviving the storms that once tore them apart.Life wasn’t a fairytale it was better. It was real, grounded, and full of those quiet, ordinary miracles that made every day feel like a gift.At Knight Enterprises, the halls once filled with tension and corporate chaos now carried a calm hum of productivity and creativity. Adrian had rebuilt not just the company’s reputation, but its soul. The sustainability division he’d launched months ago was thriving — attracting global partners who admired the integrity behind his vision.The morning light streamed through the tall glass windows of his office, catching the edges of the framed photo on his desk — Gabriel and Elias, laughing at the lake house. It reminded him what he was working for. Not status. Not power. But legacy one built on love, honesty, and the kind of leadership that lifted people instead of brea
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Chapter: chapter hundred and sixteen Weeks after Adrian and Gabriel got back from their “lovecation,” as Elias teasingly called it, life began to fall into a new rhythm one that felt freer, lighter, and beautifully ordinary in all the ways it hadn’t been before.The lake house, which once stood as a quiet sanctuary, now hummed with laughter and warmth. It had become a living, breathing space—a home that welcomed not just them but everyone they loved. The long wooden deck overlooked the still water, framed by tall pines that swayed softly with the wind. And inside, the scent of coffee and cinnamon rolls often mingled with music from the old record player Gabriel loved too much to replace.Adrian had this habit now standing by the large window near the fireplace, mug in hand, just watching the reflection of light dance across the lake. Some mornings, Gabriel would walk up behind him, arms sliding around his waist, chin resting on his shoulder.“Thinking again?” Gabriel would whisper, a hint of a smile in his tone.Adrian w
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