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After Six Years
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A Wife For Him (Hearts Under Contract) Part
Irene’s hands clenched into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she stared at Daniel. “That’s not what I meant!” she snapped, voice rising slightly. “I wasn’t talking about you! She shouted as she lifted her eyes to Daniel, voice trembling with barely contained rage. “And what? Who told you I am some crazy drunk or whatever nonsense you think about me? And how could you even say that in front of my children?” Her words landed sharp, her chest heaving as her jaw tightened. Daniel leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression unreadable but his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Ah… I can say whatever I want, Irene,” he said softly, each word deliberate. “This is my house and I can decide what is said and what isn’t. Now… shall we move on?” He continued with obvious arrogance. And immediately Irene froze, eyes narrowing in disbelief her fists clenched in her laps, nails biting into her palms. “Move on, you say?” she questioned, voice sharp and rising
A Wife For Him (Hearts Under Contract) Perfect Father
“What do you mean,” Daniel’s voice cut through the vast golden-lit foyer, low but sharp, “by in a stranger’s house?” Irene froze. He took one step forward, the expensive marble beneath his shoes echoing the sound like a warning bell. “That’s what you choose to call me?” Daniel continued, his gaze searing into her. “A stranger? In the presence of my sons?” The twins, who had been staring at the chandelier moments ago—still dazzled by the breathtaking interior—whipped their heads toward their mother. Ethan’s jaw tightened; Elias’ eyes widened a little. Irene inhaled slowly, forcing calm into her voice. “Not here, Mr. Blackwood… not here.” Her eyes flicked briefly toward the boys. “This is not a conversation we have in front of them.” Daniel scoffed—quiet but dangerous. “No. I still insist.” He stepped closer, not touching her, but invading just enough space to make her breath hitch. “What did you mean by that word? Stranger. Enlighten me.” His voice echoed through the house—this
A Wife For Him (Hearts Under Contract) A New Home
A week passed, but it didn’t feel like seven days to Irene. It felt like seven steps toward a cliff she wasn’t ready to fall from. The sun hung low that morning, soft and gold, when she found herself standing before a towering mansion inside the well-secured gated estate — a place so quiet, so polished, it felt like she had stepped into a world she had no business entering. Her fingers tightened around Ethan’s hand. Her other hand clutched Elias’s. The boys stood on either side of her, their small faces tilted upward, eyes wide as they stared at the massive building before them. Glass windows stretched across the front like a wall of judgment. The gate behind them had closed with a heavy metallic thunk, one that still echoed inside her chest. Ethan tugged lightly at her fingers. “Mom…” he whispered, voice small, “are we… lost?” Irene swallowed, her throat tight. “No, baby. We’re not lost.” Elias leaned forward, peeking ahead with a squint. “Then why is this place so big? Is i
A Wife For Him (Hearts Under Contract) Another Deal
Irene stood in front of the cafe, her palms pressed tightly against the strap of her bag. Her chest rose and fell as she forced herself to breathe in and out. The cool air did little to ease the heat of anxiety that churned inside her. “Oh my God,” she whispered to herself. “I just have to do this because there is no way I am going to allow anyone to take my sons from me.” Her jaw tightened as she thought of Daniel barging into her home with his threats. She already knew why Mr. Henry Blackwood had sent her the address. It was because of what his son had come to say and she was not ready to give up her children for anything. So she was going to make that clear to him. At least Henry Blackwood, she thought, should be more reasonable than his arrogant son. With that, she pushed the glass door open and stepped into the cafe. The warm scent of coffee beans mixed with fresh pastries surrounded her, but it did nothing to soften the tension in her chest. Her eyes swept the room un
A Wife For Him (Hearts Under Contract) Two Options
Irene held his gaze, the pulse in her throat beating fast but her chin lifting anyway. Her hand slid back to Ethan’s, and when his fingers squeezed, hers answered. “What exactly are these two options, and what do you mean by the second being something I would not want to take?” she asked. Daniel inclined his head a fraction, as if acknowledging that at least the question was sensible. “Option one,” he said, “you accept what is already inevitable. You allow me to take the boys peacefully, into the life I can give them — stability, education, protection. And because you are their mother, I put into consideration that you come with them. As my wife and as their guardian under my roof. That way, no battle is needed, and the children remain whole.” Levi’s breath shivered out of her, and she took half a step closer to Irene without meaning to. “And option two, what is it, and why say it like a threat?” Levi asked. As Daniel’s eyes moved to Levi for a beat, then back to Irene as i
A Wife For Him (Hearts Under Contract) The Deal
Irene’s gaze snapped to the man stepping into her living room with a slim briefcase in his hand, the door still shivering on its hinges from his uninvited entrance, and for a heartbeat she simply stared because the morning had already bled too much shock into her. Then her arm lifted and she pointed straight at him, her voice cutting through the heavy air like a blade as she said, “What is going on, and in fact, who is this man that just barges into someone's home without knocking?” she asked. But Daniel did not answer at once — instead he smiled, slow and composed, as if he were in his boardroom and not in a cramped home with tired curtains and children pressed close to their mother. And then he turned back to the couch with a faint wrinkle of distaste, drew a folded handkerchief from his inner pocket, dusted the cushion with meticulous strokes that made Levi’s throat tighten. Then lowered himself and crossed one leg over the other, ankle resting neatly on his knee while he sett
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