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Chapter nineteen.
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Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter nineteen.
Bridget sat across from the blind date Patrick had picked for her. Some finance bro named Ryan with a perfect smile and zero edge. She checked her phone for the third time under the table. The restaurant was nice, the wine decent, but every word out of Ryan’s mouth felt like static. She forced a laugh at his golf story, then typed a quick reply to Alex’s latest text: *Leave now. Parking garage. Level 3. I need you.*Ryan was mid-sentence when she stood. “I’m so sorry. Work emergency. I have to go.”He blinked, surprised but polite. “No problem. Rain check?”“Sure,” she lied without exactly listening, already grabbing her bag. The drive to the garage took twelve minutes. She parked on level 3, killed the engine, and waited.Alex’s black SUV slid into the spot beside her not thirty seconds later. He got out without saying a word, opened her passenger door, and pulled her straight into his lap the moment she climbed over. The garage was dimly lit, cameras blind in this corner, but the
Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter eighteen.
They’d barely cleared the first block when his phone lit up on the dash. Elena’s name flashed with an attachment. Alex glanced at it, jaw tightening.“Elena just leaked a draft of the Q3 marketing budget to the entire acquisitions team,” he muttered. “Testing me. Seeing if I’ll call her out or let it slide for ‘stability.’”Bridget’s stomach twisted with fresh jealousy. “She’s trying to push you into a corner.”“She’s trying to push me away from you.” His grip on her thigh tightened, fingers digging in. “Not fucking happening.”Before she could answer, her own phone buzzed in her lap. Jake. The subject line made her blood run cold: *Cease-and-Desist. Shadow Marketing Podcast*.She opened it with shaking fingers. Legal threats, demands to take down every episode that “references Ridge Enterprises or its executives.” Attached was the blurry screenshot from the office, clearer now, her face unmistakable mid-moan.“He’s not stopping,” she whispered.Alex’s hand left her thigh, knuckles wh
Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter seventeen
Bridget’s pulse hadn’t slowed since lunch. The supply closet on the twenty-second floor was a narrow, windowless room wedged between the copier alcove and the stairwell. Dim, dusty, smelling of cardboard and printer toner. At 2:58 p.m. she slipped inside, heart hammering so hard she felt it in her throat. Alex was already waiting in the back corner with his tie gone, top button of his shirt open, eyes glittering like he’d been counting the seconds.The instant the door clicked shut behind her he locked it, spun her, and pinned her chest-first against the cold steel shelving causing boxes around them to shift, as a stack of legal pads teetered.“Five minutes max before the afternoon rush hits the copier right outside,” he breathed against her ear, voice rough. “So you’re going to come fast and quiet for me.” He didn’t ask. He yanked her skirt to her waist, shoving her panties to the side, he dropped to one knee. His mouth sealed over her clit without warning without warning or mercy.
Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter sixteen
Bridget’s heels clicked across the marble lobby of Ridge Enterprises at 7:55 a.m., the echo louder than her heartbeat. Jake’s text still burned in her pocket: *Eight o’clock sharp. Conference room B. Or Daddy gets the whole show.*She had barely slept. The mansion dinner, Alex’s tongue between her legs under her father’s roof, the new screenshot… everything swirled like the rain still streaking the windows. She pushed into Conference Room B and shut the door.Jake leaned against the long table, phone in hand, that smug smirk fixed in place. “Right on time, princess.”“Call me that again and I walk,” she said, voice low. “What do you want?”He tapped the screen. Her own face filled it. Flushed, mouth open, the exact moment Alex had made her come on his desk. “Simple. Be nicer to me. Or this goes to Patrick, HR, the whole board. Maybe even that cute little podcast of yours.”Bridget’s stomach clenched. She refused to give him her body. “I’m not fucking you, Jake. Not now. Not ever.”He
Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter fifteen
Bridget’s phone burned against her thigh like a brand. Under the tablecloth, Jake’s new screenshot glowed of her face caught mid-moan, office lights painting her cheeks in guilty gold. The threat: *Delete this and I send it to Daddy. Or come to my desk tomorrow at 8. We negotiate.*She forced her smile wider across the candlelit table. Patrick was laughing at something Alex had said, the two of them trading easy barbs the way they always had. Alex’s hand stayed on her thigh, thumb still stroking slow, possessive circles. The contrast of his warm claim versus the ice flooding her veins made her dizzy.“Excuse me,” she murmured, voice steadier than she felt. “Bathroom.”Patrick waved her off without looking up. Alex’s eyes flicked to hers, questioning, but he said nothing.In the marble guest bathroom, Bridget locked the door and leaned against the sink. Cold water stung her face. She stared at the flushed girl in the mirror, her lips still swollen from earlier, eyes wide with the same
Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter fourteen.
Bridget’s thighs still ached when she slid into the driver’s seat of her car the next morning. The rain had eased to a misty drizzle, but the sky stayed the color of old bruises. She gripped the wheel tighter, replaying every second of yesterday’s encounter like a looped video she couldn’t pause. Alex’s hands pinning her to the desk. His mouth against her ear growling, “Mine.” The way she had come undone while the city lights blurred beyond the glass.And then Jake’s text. The blurry screenshot. The threat still humming in her pocket like a live wire.She exhaled shakily and started the engine. One day at a time. One secret at a time.Ridge Enterprises buzzed with Monday energy when she stepped off the elevator. Marketing was already humming, emails flying, coffee cups steaming. Marcus gave her a quick, professional nod from across the bullpen, but his eyes lingered a beat too long. Did he know? Could he smell the guilt on her the way she still smelled Alex’s cologne on her skin?She
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Alexander left the mansion twenty minutes after the photo arrived. Bridget stood at the bedroom window, naked and still trembling from the marathon of sex that had left every room reeking of them. Her skin was a map of his possession: red bite marks on her breasts, fingerprint bruises blooming purp
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Bridget arrived at Ridge Enterprises at 7:45 a.m. on Friday, the video clip from Jake still looping in her mind like a bad song she couldn’t mute. She hadn’t slept more than two hours. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt his fingers digging into her wrist, heard his mocking laugh, saw the gra
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Thursday morning felt like walking into a room where everyone had already read the script except her.Bridget arrived at 7:55 a.m., coffee in hand, eyes scanning the lobby for any face that didn’t belong. No Jake. No suspicious shadows. Still, the envelope from yesterday sat folded in her bag like
Claimed by Her Father's Shadow Chapter seven.
Bridget stared at the envelope on her desk like it might bite. The photos inside felt heavier than paper should. She shoved them back into the envelope, folded it twice, and tucked it into the bottom drawer under a stack of printouts. Her hands were steady now. The shock had burned through to somet
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