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Chapter 82: Morning After
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2026-10-23 19:11:37
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Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started Chapter 87: Family Business
- DEXTERIn the Lambert estate dining hall.I was sitting back in a high-backed mahogany chair, my black leather boots stretched out under the table, casually picking at a piece of dry bread. Across the white tablecloth, my stepmother Edith was staring at me as if I had just dragged a dead rodent into her pristine dining room.Next to her sat my father, Lord Trevor Lambert, wearing his formal high council vest and reading through a stack of regional trade ledgers like I didn't even exist."Look at you, Dexter," Edith snapped, her sharp voice slicing through the clinking of silver forks. "It’s barely ten in the morning, and you look like you’ve been sleeping in an alley. You couldn't even put on a decent suit before coming to see your father?""I was busy, Edith," I said smoothly, taking a slow bite of bread and leaning my elbow on the armrest. "Some of us actually have work to do before noon.""Work?" Edith let out a shrill, hysterical scoff, dropping her silk napkin onto her plate.
Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started Chapter 86: Gossip Over Coffee
- WILLOWSunlight was cutting right through the sheer curtains when I woke up. The other side of the king-sized bed was completely cold, leaving only a messy bed sheet.I rolled over, rubbing my eyes, and stared at the empty pillow. The big black t-shirt I was wearing smelled like coffee and rain, but Dexter was nowhere in sight. No heavy boots by the door, no annoying sarcastic voice telling me to hurry up. Just dead silence.I pulled my hair back into a messy claw clip, slipped on a pair of black leggings and my sneakers, and walked down the long glass hallway into the main foyer.Marcus was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows near the front entrance, tapping away on a small tactical tablet while checking his comms earpiece."Morning, Marcus," I said, walking into the open kitchen island and popping a piece of sliced bread into the toaster. "Where did the Commander run off to at the crack of dawn?"Marcus lowered his tablet, turning around with a polite, stoic nod. "Morning, ma
Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started Chapter 85: The Fire Ahead
- WILLOWAn older, imposing man walked smoothly into the house, pulling off his black leather driving gloves. He was tall, with sharp graying hair, well-built frame, and a cold, ruthless posture that matched Dexter's perfectly. He wore a heavy wool coat with silver elder crests pinned to his collar.Dexter's dad, Lord Lambert."You're getting sloppy, Dexter," Lord Lambert said, his deep, booming voice echoing off the high concrete walls. "It took my men ten minutes to clear your perimeter team."Dexter stood in the center of the entry hall, his feet planted wide, his hands shoved casually into his coat pockets. He looked up at his father with cold indifference."You broke my front gate, Dad," Dexter said softly, a dangerous, mocking smirk touching his lips. "That's gonna cost you a lot of gold pieces to fix.""Don't play games with me, boy," Lord Lambert snapped, stepping closer and dropping his gloves onto the foyer table with a loud thud. "You missed three high council briefings thi
Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started Chapter 84: Midnight Interruption
- WILLOWThe fireplace had burned down to glowing red embers, throwing warm, flickering shadows across the leather couch in the living room.I was pressed flat against the dark cushions, my hands tangled tight in Dexter’s damp hair while he moved over me with a heavy, unhurried rhythm. Sweat slicked our skin, the hot, heavy scent of wine and rain filling the quiet space between us. Every sharp thrust drove a breathless, helpless whimper out of my throat, sending waves of pure electricity straight down my spine."Dex... please," I gasped, my hips rising instinctively to meet his, my head tossing back against the armrest."I've got you, Princess," he growled against my ear, his rough, warm palm sliding under my thigh to hook it high over his hip, driving deeper until my eyes fluttered shut. "Look at me. Stay right here with me.""I can't... I'm going to... aargh!""Do it," Dexter rasped, his thumb pressing firmly against my pulse point as he picked up the pace, his chest pounding hard
Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started Chapter 83: Rising Heat
- WILLOWI leaned my head against the dark window in the back of the armored SUV, watching the neon city lights of Luidel fade into the thick, mist-covered pine trees of the western ridge. Behind the wheel, Marcus was driving silently, while Dexter sat right next to me, his long legs stretched out, casually tossing an unlit cigarette from hand to hand."Are you gonna tell me where we're going, or do I need to jump out at the next red light?" I asked, looking over at him.Dexter gave me a low, lazy chuckle, catching the cigarette between his fingers. "Relax, Willow. We're crossing the Wraithmoor line. My private estate is twenty minutes up the pass.""Your estate," I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Not a guard barracks? Not a tool shed with three rusty wrenches?""Hey, the tool shed had character," Dexter smirked, turning his dark eyes toward me in the dim interior light. "But no. You've been cooped up in Noah's high-rise for a month playing quiet clerk. You need a break, real food, an
Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started Chapter 82: Morning After
- WILLOWThe morning sun was hitting the glass kitchen counter when I set two mugs of black coffee down.The broken balcony door was covered with a heavy plastic tarp for now, and the air smelled faintly of shattered glass and old coffee grounds. I was wearing a loose hoodie that swallowed my hands, leaning against the counter while I stared across the kitchen at Dexter.He was sitting on a high stool, completely relaxed, casually tossing an orange in the air and catching it. He didn't wear any tactical vest or maintenance disguise. Just a simple black T-shirt and those dark eyes watching me like I was the only interesting thing in the room."Alright, Commander," I said, crossing my arms over my chest and raising an eyebrow. "You've got about five minutes before Noah walks through that door and starts yelling about his broken glass. Talk."Dexter caught the orange, set it down on the counter, and gave me a lazy, lopsided grin. "Talk about what, Princess?""Don't coax me, Dex," I snap
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