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CHAPTER 129: CRAVING SOMETHING MORE

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In the master suite, the atmosphere was entirely different. There was no playfulness here, only a deep, aching protectiveness.

Hayden said nothing as he gently carried Myla into their room.

Her arms were loosely wrapped around his neck, her cheek pressed against his shoulder, her body warm but oddly limp, as if she had expended every last ounce of willpower holding herself together and had finally let go.

She had spent days constantly watching, learning, and trying to mimic the late Annabel or
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    "Fuck me," Jared whispered, his voice thick with arousal as he looked into her mischievous eyes.Myla let out a low, breathy moan when his cock twitched against her butt. "You like that, don't you?" She whispered to him, biting her lower lip."Damn, baby," Hayden said in a raspy voice, approaching them where they stood. He kissed her back. "One can never really tell what is going on inside that pretty head of yours."Beck let out a low, breathy chuckle, then gave her a slow, crooked smile that made her pulse jump. “So," he drawled, drawing out the word. " Those are the movies you’ve been hiding to watch recently, uh?” Beck teased, a wicked glint in his eyes. “Naughty girl.”Myla huffed a breath that was half laugh, half ache. She tilted her head, her eyes bright and daring. “You watch worse.” Beck chuckled and winked at her.Myla waited silently, watching her men exchange looks as if they were communicating without saying anything. She always loved it when they did that... when it s

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 129: CRAVING SOMETHING MORE

    In the master suite, the atmosphere was entirely different. There was no playfulness here, only a deep, aching protectiveness.Hayden said nothing as he gently carried Myla into their room. Her arms were loosely wrapped around his neck, her cheek pressed against his shoulder, her body warm but oddly limp, as if she had expended every last ounce of willpower holding herself together and had finally let go.She had spent days constantly watching, learning, and trying to mimic the late Annabel or Rosie, as Edward called her. Jared moved ahead of them, quickly turning on the lights in the bedroom, his movements deft and purposeful. While Beck followed silently, closing doors behind them, ensuring privacy without a word being spoken.“Let’s get her to the tub. She loves it. I think it will help,” Jared said quietly, already rolling up his sleeves. “I’ll get it ready.”Hayden nodded and set Myla down gently on the edge of the vanity.She blinked slowly at him, her eyes unfocused.“Hey,” H

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 128: CALM AFTER THE STORM

    “Right this way, detectives.” The housekeeper said, her voice calm as she led Ben and Carolanne out of the living room in the opposite direction their hosts had gone. Carolanne glanced back, her eyes lingering on the direction Hayden had disappeared with Myla in his arms. The image still sat uneasily in her chest. Myla had looked… distant. Ben noticed her looking backwards and misinterpreted. “What’s wrong? You don’t want to stay here?” Carolanne shook her head, slowing down. “You really think she’s okay? She looked… still. Like someone who had gone somewhere far away and hadn’t quite found her way back yet.” “She’ll be fine,” he said quietly, keeping his voice low as they walked. “She looked bad. Really bad.” Carolanne said quietly.“She looked exhausted,” Ben corrected. “There’s a difference.”Carolanne nodded, though her brow remained faintly furrowed. She stopped walking completely. “It’s just… wearing someone else’s skin like that. After everything she’s been through.” She s

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 127: THE SIREN’S CALL

    Inside Beck’s office, the air was thick with the scent of the lemon air freshener Myla loved and the relentless, looping sound of a dead woman’s laughter. The walls were covered in projections of Rosie Kowalsky: at a picnic, blowing out birthday candles, looking into a lens with bright and hopeful eyes that knew that she was going to be erased in such a horrible manner.“Again,” Beck said with a soft voice. He was perched at the console, his glasses reflecting the blue light of the voice-modulation wave forms. “But use Eddie this time around. That’s what she called him the last time she posted about him.”Myla sat beside him in a wrinkled cream colored wrap dress, her hair pulled back into a messy knot. She looked exhausted, her eyes rimmed with red.They had been practicing and practicing for days now. Trying to perfect her pitch, tone, and auditory vibrations to match the late Annabel Rosalie Kowalsky. “Eddie… It’s me,” she whispered into the microphone on the table in front of her

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 126: ROT IN THE HOUSE

    “You are telling me he is still a patient here?” Hayden asked in shock. The administrator, Mr Blake, sitting across from him, nodded with conviction, fingers laced together on the polished conference table. “According to our records, Edward Kowalsky remains institutionalized under long-term psychiatric observation.”The room went very quiet. Jared crossed his hand and leaned back in his chair, eyes sharp as he looked at the sweating man with a piercing gaze. After Hayden made a couple of calls two days ago to some of his contacts, the two of them finally got the go-ahead to see the head administrator face-to-face. Hayden took in a deep breath and copied Jared’s stance. “Then bring him in.”He blinked at him, shocked. “Excuse me, sir?”“The Edward Kowalsky you said is still here,” Hayden repeated, his voice calm and a little bit smug. “Have him escorted here. I would like to see him.”A flicker of unease crossed the man’s face. “Mr Oakley, with all due respect, patients like Kowals

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 125: ECHOES OF THE DEAD

    Myla sighed, turning to him. “I keep thinking about the fact that he needs help. Like real help. Not to be hunted down like a rabid animal.”Hayden felt a surge of irritation, but he pushed it down, deliberately softening his voice. “Baby, he is not a harmless victim. He is a murderer. He killed his wife, remember?”“I know that,” she said, her eyes sad. “I haven’t forgotten what he did. But I can't help but wonder… what if he’d had help sooner? What if he hadn't grown up in that environment? I just feel so sorry because it is just a waste of a life.”Hayden’s heart softened. This was the woman he loved…. the woman whose heart was so vast she could find empathy even for the monster chasing her. It was the same heart that held him when he was falling apart… that saved him. He took her hand, kissing her knuckles. “That is why you have your foundation now, my love. To find and help the ones who need help on time before they turn into men like him.” He pulled her closer, his arms wrappin

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