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Chapter 87
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2026-04-18 22:55:12
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RUBY'S POVI woke up to chaos.My phone has been beeping none stop and reluctantly I reached for it. The screen lit up, and for a second, I just stared at it, my vision still blurred from sleep. Then the notifications loaded fully, and whatever calm I had woken up with disintegrated instantly.Missed calls. Dozens of them.Messages, some from people I knew, most from numbers I didn’t recognize.And then the notifications I couldn’t ignore.Trending posts.Tagged headlines.Stock alerts.My chest tightened as I tapped into one of the messages, my thumb hesitating just briefly before committing to the mistake. The article opened, and there it was—my face, frozen mid-laugh from some event weeks ago, now twisted into something scandalous simply by association.“Richard Scott’s Daughter Linked to Alleged Criminal Figure.”Another headline.“Ruby Scott Affair With Suspected Trafficker Sparks Outrage.”My stomach dropped.The words blurred together as I scrolled—phrases like dangerous man,
A Night In Daddy's Bed Chapter 88
RUBY'S POVI needed air.I needed distance from the chaos, from the noise, from the suffocating weight of everything that had been happening around me. My thoughts had become too loud, too tangled, and if I didn’t step away, I was certain I would lose myself in them.That was how I found myself returning to Harrison’s company.The moment my car slowed to a stop outside the building, I knew I had made a mistake.They were everywhere.Press vans lined the street like vultures circling a carcass, their antennas raised, their engines idling. Cameras flashed even before I stepped out, as though they had been waiting for me specifically, watching, anticipating. The second the door opened and my heels touched the pavement, they descended.“Miss Ruby! Miss Ruby!”Microphones were shoved toward my face before I could even straighten properly. The noise hit me all at once—voices overlapping, questions colliding, flashes blinding.“What can you tell us about the shooting?”“Is it true the victim
A Night In Daddy's Bed Chapter 87
HARRISON'S POV Ruiz had been waiting for me. A cigarette burned slowly in the ashtray between us, its thin ribbon of smoke curling upward as though it had all the time in the world. He stared at it with unnerving concentration, watching the paper blacken and the ash lengthen into a fragile, misshapen tower that looked as though it might collapse at the slightest disturbance.“I thought you were quitting,” I said.“I am,” he replied without looking at me. “I like to watch.”The ash gave way and toppled in on itself. Ruiz nudged the ashtray aside with a small, dismissive movement, as though the moment had served its purpose. Then he nodded, almost to himself.With only the two of us in the room, the space felt larger, emptier, the silence stretching out between us like something tangible. Ruiz leaned back in his chair and propped his feet on the table. His black brogues were worn at the heels, the leather creased and tired. Above one sock, on the pale skin of his ankle, there was a car
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HARRISON'S POV The mattress had long since given up pretending to be anything soft. It had compressed beneath my hip and shoulder until it felt like I was lying on poured concrete, unforgiving and cold, pressing into bone and nerve alike. The moment I stretched out on it, the familiar cycle began—blood throbbing loudly in my ears, my pulse echoing in the hollow quiet, and my mind… refusing to rest.I had wanted sleep. Not just sleep, but that deep, blank oblivion where nothing existed—not fear, not doubt, not the tightening coil of dread that had taken up permanent residence inside me. But instead of drifting into that quiet nothingness, my thoughts sharpened, magnified, each one more intrusive than the last. I found myself chasing them, as if confronting them head-on might somehow dull their edge.By now, Ruiz would have spoken to Ruby.I could see it clearly—the charge room, the harsh lighting, Ruby sitting there with her hands clenched tightly together, trying to remain composed w
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HARRISON'S POV My most vivid childhood memory of Christmas had always been tied to the nativity play at St Mark’s Anglican School, where I had been cast as one of the three wise men. It should have been a proud moment, something sentimental and warm to look back on. Instead, it had become unforgettable for all the wrong reasons.Russell Cochrane, who had played the baby Jesus, had been so nervous that he wet his pants on stage. It hadn’t been subtle. The evidence had spread visibly, seeping through the fabric and dripping down the front of the Virgin Mary’s blue robes.Jenny Bond, our Virgin Mary, and easily the prettiest girl in school had not taken it well.Her face had gone from saintly serenity to pure outrage in a matter of seconds. Without warning, she had dropped Russell straight onto his head and followed it up with a swift, vicious kick to his groin.A collective groan had rippled through the audience, quickly overtaken by Russell’s high-pitched howls of pain. The entire pro
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HARRISON'S POV I nodded my agreement, though the motion felt mechanical, detached from everything else happening around me.Ruiz sat down opposite me without removing his jacket, as though he intended to settle in for a long haul. He dragged a hand across the rough whiskers on his chin, studying me with an intensity that felt almost physical.“This is the second formal interview of Harrison, a suspect in the murder of Catherine Thompson,” he said, his voice measured for the benefit of the tape recorder. “Present during the interview are Detective Inspector Vincent Ruiz, Detective Sergeant John Keebal, and Harrison legal representative, Simon Hael. The time is eight fourteen a.m.”A WPC leaned forward to check the recorder, her eyes flicking briefly toward me before she nodded at Ruiz.He placed both hands flat on the table, then slowly linked his fingers together. His gaze settled on me—and he said nothing.It was a deliberate silence, heavy and calculated. I had to admit, it was eff
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RUBY’S POVThe whisper behind me froze the blood in my veins.“You shouldn’t wear what’s mine.”My heart slammed violently against my ribs.I spun around so fast the room tilted for a moment, my eyes darting toward the open window.“Who’s there?” I demanded, though my voice came out thinner than I
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RUBY’S POVFor a moment, neither of us spoke. The air in Harrison’s bedroom suddenly felt too thick to breathe.My eyes stayed glued to the phone in his hand. To the photograph.My stomach twisted violently, it was unmistakably me. Curled slightly on the bed.The silk sheets tangled around my legs.
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HARRISON’S POVThe conference room in Grey & Carter Legal was exactly the kind of place people get contracts that will change their lives. Dark wooden panels lined the walls, the long table polished to a mirror finish. The blinds were half drawn against the afternoon sun, leaving the room washed in
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