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A Fresh Start?

作者: Ly Darcy
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-18 06:00:05

I was about to step out of the bedroom when my phone lit up, and Louise Auclair's name displayed on the screen.

I turned for the balcony, hitting the answer icon.

“You’ll receive a gift box in about twenty minutes. Make sure you answer the door yourself,” her voice said, just as the motion-sensor glass doors parted, and I walked through to the balcony.

Her voice was calm, and I suspected she was probably in the hammock by the pool.

I could see it in my head, the padded earth-toned hammock swinging over a small portion of the pool.

“OK,” I replied.

At that moment, a warm caressing music started up somewhere in the house.

There was no point asking the contents of this box. It most likely contained this drug that would send Dean to a home. It had to be, if she wanted me to receive it myself.

“Olivia.” Her voice made me alert. “Whatever this is, wrap it up quickly.”

“What do you mean?” I reached up to pluck a leaf off a tree branch next to the balcony, and saw my hand was shaking as I b
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  • Biker-in-law's Death Kiss   Betrayal

    I sat at a table across from Dean and Olivia in a sky lounge. Unlike the version of Olivia I always experienced, the one sitting beside Dean now was cool, detached and did not laugh at his jokes. And the few times their eyes met, hers were soulless. This, oddly, made me happy.My fingers drummed against the table while a bright-eyed waitress served us glasses of cocktail.“What do you plan to do with Anton?” I asked as soon as she left.Dean shrugged.“I might not kill him. Just teach him a lesson.” I spied Olivia's fingers trembling as they wrapped around her glass of cocktail. “I hate that anyone in this town would think they could challenge the Fletchers,” Dean said.“I would prefer to deal with my own mess.” My fingers continued drumming. “You are my brother.” He countered without a pause. “You are my responsibility."“Really?” my voice came out curled and Dean flinched. His eyes darted towards Olivia and when I glanced at her, I saw her eyes had come alive with interest, wa

  • Biker-in-law's Death Kiss   Count your days

    My body acted on its own.My bike rode round the car and forward as if heading back for the entrance. Then turned horizontally, blocking off the road several inches away from the car.I jumped off the bike then, and just as I had suspected, the driver tried to drive through the bike, but the bike crashed to the ground and the car stalled, rolling back.I made a get-up and ran to the car.I did not bother telling the masked idiot to step out, I simply balled my glove-padded fist and began punching the window.He flinched back as shards of shattered glass flew everywhere, but my racing gear served as a protective shield for me.One more punch and the glass shattered completely.I reached in both hands, grabbed him by the collar and repeatedly bashed his head against the body of the car.He wrestled to get my hands off him, and when that failed he pressed a button that sprang the door open, hitting me smack in the face.I fell back, he grabbed for the steering wheel to perhaps drive arou

  • Biker-in-law's Death Kiss   It was worth it

    COLTThe arena was full, and my eyes once again traveled to the vacant spot on the stands. The spot where I had instructed the crew to seat Oliva whenever she arrived. But she wasn’t there.“Colt?” Delilah walked up to me, stretching out a bottle of water. “Thank you.” I took the dwarf bottle from her, and as I unscrewed the cap, she said, “You cannot race like this.I looked over the bottle at her. “Your class will be the redeeming one, or we’ll lose.“This is such a dumb outfit.” I took the bottle off my lips, flexing my arms in the nylon suit, hating the sound and crinkles.My eyes darted to the stand again.“Waiting for your lady’s favor? I saw both of you this morning.”I silently stretched the bottle to her, and she gave me a dirty look before she took it. I did not care if the president himself had seen us.“Hi baby.” I heard the unmistakable voice of Tara Cox behind me, and turned to see her strutting up in sunglasses and a provocative corset.“What are you doing here?”

  • Biker-in-law's Death Kiss   A clown

    “How about a legal proposal, Olivia.” Dean took a step towards me. I steeled myself not to back away.“I’ll never hurt you again, and we will go back to how we used to be.”“Why?“What?“Why are you suddenly keen on a truce?”“Look at us, darling. Smart, tough.“ He paused. “With your resources and my ideas, we could be the gods of tech.”Finally! He had spit out what he wanted. Now, I can only wonder what made him finally realize my value?“If we do this, no human will be able to surpass us even in two generations.”“And if I say no?” His eyes looked sad, but he nodded and said something I’d never thought I would hear from him.“I’ll respect that. And we’ll maintain an open marriage till divorce.”I saw my opportunity then. “I would like to add one other term to that legal proposal.” I pulled my seat out, and sat sideways this time.He hunched over me. “If you refuse this, there’s no deal.”His eyes were intent. “Let’s hear it.”I inhaled. This was for my brother. This was for my

  • Biker-in-law's Death Kiss   I made a mistake

    To my relief, the box was practically a burr basket. At the top, I could see a hand spun blanket, and a glass jar.I looked up at Dean, “And I’m guessing you want to see the content?”“Of course. It all looks so important.”I dug my hand in and pulled the blanket out, opening it wide. “Luke said this is a part of my dowry,” I said, my eyes scanning the exquisite work.“Is your mother Ruthie?” Dean asked, and I froze. He moved from behind the blanket, holding one edge up in his hand.He turned to me and I found myself staring at an embroidered image of my mother. Beneath it, in gold thread was written For Ruthie.I stared at the image, clearly remembering the day she took this picture. It was one of those few happy days for a woman with a life as sad as hers.We had walked past a street photographer who she'd caught his attention instantly, and offered to take her picture.Flattered and blushing that a man so young thought she was beautiful enough to immortalize, she posed for the p

  • Biker-in-law's Death Kiss   Death delivery

    “I’m glad you’re both becoming friends,” Dean said, and my racing heart slowed. “And it's great he could convince you to return home.” He continued, biting into a piece of bacon.My blank mind couldn’t come up with a response.Two more minutes.If I delayed even a second, the Fletcher butler or any of the guards could claim the package.Why could Louise not just have me pick it somewhere else?“You are a special kind of woman, Olivia.” Dean’s sudden voice startled me. “You haven't checked out any of the gifts I got you.”“Mmm.” was my only response, as I tapped my phone awake to check the time, because one more stolen glance at the wall clock would definitely get Dean's attention.“I have something to tell you,” he said now. Pushing my seat back, I stood up despite his serious tone. “I need a minute. It seems Harper has something for me.”That was the only ruse I could come up with. If Dean's claim of trying to call a truce was true, that name should evoke agreeableness.He nodded,

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