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Chapter 146 - What Hope Means
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AriaI open the bedroom door, and Damon’s already there. He grabs my hand and helps me to the bed."Thank you," I whisper.He locks the door and walks back to help me under the duvet.I turn my back to him, out of instinct. Out of habit. It's easier not to look at him, easier to let my thoughts wander off somewhere safer. Somewhere quieter than whatever this is, between us.The mattress shifts behind me, slow at first, then more. I feel the weight of him dip into the bed, closer than usual. Closer than he ever lets himself come.And then I feel him. His chest brushes my back, his arm slipping around my waist, pulling me into him with this quiet certainty like he's been meaning to do it for days. I open my mouth to say something. “Damon…”But his name barely makes it out, before he’s already pulling me in tighter, pressing my back into him, skin to skin through the thin fabric of my shirt. His warmth wraps around me like he’s trying to build something safe out of himself. His hand res
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AriaI’m lying on the bed and my legs are tucked into the duvet draped over my body. My hair is still a bit damp from the shower, and everything aches in a way that reminds me of the past hundred-plus hours. The bedroom is quiet and Damon said he’d be right back, but time feels a little elastic lately. Stretching out way too slowly.So, I busy my mind in the way I've become used to.The last five days still sit like heavy stones in my chest. There were moments I really thought I wouldn’t make it out. That first night? I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t. I remember lying flat on the cold floor, straining to hear footsteps. Every creak of the pipes overhead, every rat scuffle in the walls made me jump. I kept thinking, what if they moved me? What if I get handed off to someone worse? What if I disappeared forever?The thoughts never stopped coming.And then this morning happened.Being dragged to that car, my feet scraping the dirt, wrists still cuffed, and my body already too weak to fight any
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DamonShe blinks, clearly caught off guard.Her lips part like she wants to ask something, but I don’t wait.I close the distance and press my lips to hers, slow and steady, like a promise I’ve waited too long to make. It's not rushed. Not desperate. But, It’s full of everything I haven’t said. All the nights I didn’t sleep. All the times I feared this moment wouldn’t come.She freezes for a heartbeat. Just one.And then I feel her breathe me in, soft and trembling, and lean into the kiss.She exhales against me and leans in, as her hands curl loosely onto the front of my shirt, and my heart stumbles. Her mouth opens gently to mine, and I follow, deepening it, just enough to feel the ache in my chest. We move together like we’ve done this before, but still like we’re both relearning each other.When I pull back, her breath catches and her eyes open, still locked on mine. There’s no noise, no clock ticking, no air moving—just her and me, standing there like time folded in on itself. “A
Claimed By The Billionaire Chapter 148 - The Quiet After
DamonLeo opens the back door of Kingsley’s car. I climb in and sit Aria up gently in the backseat, her body limp but still breathing. “Kay,” I call out. “I need these damn cuffs off.”Kingsley jogs over, already pulling out the tiny silver key from his pocket. He kneels beside, his eyes dark but steady, and gets to work on the cuffs.“Snatched the keys off that psycho just before they hauled her away,” he says to me, and I whisper a silent ‘thank you’ back.The cuffs clatter to the ground as they fall away from A’s wrists. I nod at Kingsley.He stands and steps back, and I round the car and settle into the other side, lowering her gently onto her side, her head resting in my lap. My fingers slide into her hair, treading carefully through the tangled strands. She doesn’t stir, but she’s alive and breathing.I pull my keys out of my pocket and hand them over to Leo. “Take my car back to Kingsley’s. We’ll follow in this.”Leo gives a slight nod back. “We’ll be right behind you.”He shut
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DamonIt’s dark when I wake up. My body feels like lead, the room’s quiet, and for a second, I forget what day it is. What time. Then it hits me.I sit up fast, heart kicking in my chest, and reach for my phone on the nightstand.5:48 PM.Not yet, still. Can this day take any longer?I dial Leo immediately.“Good evening, boss,” he answers.“Leo. Hope you're fully recovered now?” I ask.“Yes, boss. Fully recovered.”“Good. We might’ve found something. A tail on where they could be keeping her. I need you to put a team together—fifteen men, minimum. No deadweight.”“Understood. Where are we heading out from?”“Kingsley’s. Be here before 7 a.m.”“Yes, boss.”I hang up and climb out of bed, heading down the hallway, and Kingsley's in the kitchen, naturally.“Always cooking.”He glances over. “Man’s gotta eat. Tomorrow’s either fight or fight. You in?.”“Nah. Thanks.”I lean against the wall, arms folded.“What’d you do with your other guest?” I ask, nodding toward the hallway.“You mean
Claimed By The Billionaire Chapter 146 - What Hope Means
AriaIt’s been another twenty-four hours since the dots started connecting. Since my gut began screaming what my heart still refuses to accept. Since that flicker of recognition burned through me and lit up a truth I’ve been trying not to see.But I really hope I’m wrong.I really, really hope I’m wrong.Then again, the voice in my head won’t stop whispering, “But you’re not.”And that’s the problem. Because it doesn’t feel like I am.All I need is a glimpse of his face. Just one clear look to confirm. But I already know. I know in the same way you know a storm is coming, even before the sky turns. It’s the way he moves. The tension in his voice. The tone that tiptoes around guilt. And worse?The mark on his hand. That scar.It’s him.And if I’m right, then I don’t even know what hope is anymore.The woman's voice slices through the silence outside my door. She's pacing again. Talking on the phone. "Any sightings on the target?"Target?My stomach twists.Then, more clearly: "You’re s
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