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Chapter Thirty-Six: The Bouquet
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2026-07-20 14:54:51
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After Midnight With Him Chapter Thirty-Eight: Family Pressure
Sophia's POVI was still holding the card from the roses when my phone rang again, and for one disoriented second I thought it might be the boutique calling back, or Damien checking in, or even, absurdly, Ethan himself, brazen enough to call directly after everything.It was worse than any of those.*Mom.*The contact name still read that way, unchanged, because I'd never gotten around to editing it, the way you don't get around to a lot of things when some part of you is still hoping the old version of a relationship might come back on its own. I stared at it for three rings before I answered, some old, deeply worn instinct in me unable to simply let it go to voicemail."Hello?""Sophia." Margaret Bennett's voice arrived exactly the way it always did—clipped, immediately businesslike, no warmth wasted on a greeting. "Your father is on the line as well.""Sophia." Richard's voice joined a beat later, equally brisk. "We need to talk about the wedding."I closed my eyes, standing in Ele
After Midnight With Him Chapter Thirty-Seven: Face to Face
Damien's POVI heard him before Victor announced him—the particular rhythm of footsteps that belonged to a man who'd spent his entire life walking into rooms expecting them to rearrange themselves around him. The door opened, and Ethan Carter stepped inside my office like he owned the floor beneath his feet, though the tightness around his eyes told a different story than his posture did.Victor lingered in the doorway a moment longer than necessary, a silent question aimed at me. I gave him a small shake of my head, and he stepped back out, pulling the door shut behind him.Ethan didn't wait to be offered a seat. He didn't take one either. He simply stood there, several feet from my desk, his gaze moving briefly around the office—the skyline view, the framed accolades on the wall, the sheer size of the room—cataloguing it all the way men like him always did, measuring what I had against what he believed he was owed."Mr. Carter." I didn't stand. "This is unexpected.""I doubt that."
After Midnight With Him Chapter Thirty-Six: The Bouquet
Damien's POVThe report on my desk detailed a shipping delay out of Rotterdam, three separate clauses of liability I needed to flag before the call with legal at nine, and a projected loss figure I should have found far more interesting than I currently did. I'd read the same paragraph twice without absorbing a single word of it.Austin knocked once and let himself in without waiting for a response, which had become something of a habit over the years, one I'd never bothered correcting because it was rarely worth the effort."You're going to want to hear this," he said, dropping into the chair across from my desk uninvited."I'm listening." I didn't look up from the file."Flowers were delivered to Miss Bennett last night. White roses. A dozen, apparently the expensive kind, not the gas station variety." Austin's tone was deliberately light, the way it always was when he was watching for a reaction and didn't want to seem like he was watching for one. "Card was signed. Ethan."I turne
After Midnight With Him Chapter Thirty-Five: The Wedding Dress
Sophia's POVI stared at the screen for three full rings before I made myself answer, my thumb unsteady against the glass."Hello?""Miss Carter?" The voice on the other end was bright, professional, utterly unaware of the fact that my heart was currently trying to climb out through my throat. "Hi, so sorry to call so late! This is Camille from Verona Bridal. I hope I'm not catching you at a bad time."The relief that hit me was almost dizzying—not Ethan, not some anonymous threat idling outside Eleanor's house, just a stranger's cheerful voice asking about business hours. I sagged against the banister, pressing a hand flat to my chest as if I could physically slow my own pulse."No," I managed. "No, it's fine. What can I help you with?""I just wanted to let you know your dress is ready for collection!" Camille said, delight practically radiating through the phone, the way it only can from someone whose entire job is delivering good news to brides. "The final fitting alterations are
After Midnight With Him Chapter Thirty-Four: Someone Is Watching
Sophia's POVFor the first time in longer than I could remember, I wasn't performing happiness. I simply had it.Eleanor's living room smelled like crayons and buttered popcorn, and the twins had commandeered me the second I walked through the door, dragging me down onto the rug before I'd even taken off my coat. Wyatt shoved a drawing into my hands—something involving a dinosaur riding what I could only assume was a skateboard—and demanded I guess what it was, while his brother Milo tried to talk over him with an entirely different, competing explanation."It's obviously a *dragon*," Milo insisted."It's a dinosaur," Wyatt said, aghast at the accusation. "Dragons don't have this many teeth.""Dragons can have as many teeth as they want, it's *my* dragon—"I laughed. Really laughed, the kind that comes from somewhere low in your chest and takes you by surprise, the kind I hadn't let myself do in front of anyone in longer than I wanted to admit. It felt strange in my throat at first, l
After Midnight With Him Chapter Thirty-Three: The Groom Who Refuses to Let Go
Ethan's POVBy the time I pulled into the driveway of my parents' estate, the fury had curdled into something heavier. Not weaker—just quieter. The kind of anger that stops shouting and starts planning.The lights were on in the main hall. Of course they were. I could hear voices through the door before I even reached it—my mother's clipped, anxious tone, my father's low murmur trying to calm her. I braced myself and walked in.My mother turned the moment she saw me, her pearls catching the chandelier light, her face already arranged into the particular blend of worry and control she reserved for crises involving the family name."Ethan. Finally." She crossed the room in quick steps. "Where have you been? Do you have any idea how many calls I've fielded today?""I had things to take care of," I said, loosening my tie.My father looked up from his armchair, newspaper folded in his lap though I doubted he'd read a word of it. "The Whitmores arrived an hour ago. The Kang family lands tom
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