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CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: PRIVATE FANTASIES

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The house was quiet. Sunlight streamed through the gauzy curtains of Beck and Jared’s guest room. Myla has been laying on the bed for a while, tracing the ceiling with her eyes, trying to ignore the ache that had been simmering in her body for hours now.

Hayden, Jared, and Beck had gone early that morning to inspect the progress of the new house. She’d insisted she was fine staying behind, but the silence that followed their departure felt strangely intimate—like the echo of everything they’d b
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  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 192: THE UNITED FRONT ii

    Hayden squeezed Myla’s hand, but remained silent.Myla smiled calmly. “See, the issue is that we believed our private life was private. Unfortunately, circumstances forced us here.”Clara shifted closer. “Then help us understand.”Myla nodded toward the screen. “Those two men on the screen are my husband’s best friends, and over the years, they became my best friends too.”Some members of the audience ohhhhed.They have been a tight, protective unit since their orphanage days.” Myla said. "That kind of bond is thicker than typical friendship. They have survived wars, trauma, and a lot together.”She gestured toward Hayden. “In fact, Jared and Beck were the very first investors in Hayden’s business years ago. Without their support, Hayden would not be the man he is today.”The audience reacted with shock.Clara looked genuinely surprised. “Really?”“Sometimes, people outside our circle do not understand the depth of our personal lives,” Myla said, her voice filled with emotion. “But we

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 191: THE UNITED FRONT

    “Free Myla! Free Myla!”The chants rolled through the streets in loud waves, vibrating right through the thick bulletproof glass of the luxury sedan as it crawled through heavy traffic toward the television studio.Myla leaned closer to the window, watching the sea of angry faces with awe and disbelief as camera flashes exploded nonstop around the convoy. It was surreal to watch a crowd of strangers screaming in anger for her sake, completely convinced she was a prisoner.People lined the sidewalks with placards and banners with hashtags painted in bold red letters.SAVE MYLA SHE IS NOT PROPERTY WE SEE YOU MYLA“Jesus,” Hayden muttered beside her, rubbing a tired hand over his jaw.He looked as if the past forty-eight hours had aged him.She reached out and took his hand, her fingers squeezing his tightly. “We really underestimated how fast this would blow up,” she whispered, turning her head to look at him. “But on the good side, it’s beautiful to see people come together to care

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 190: ESCALATION

    “An attack?” Beck asked, his voice shocked but urgent. “What kind of attack? We are on our way.”“No!” Marcus shouted, his voice crackling through the speaker, raw and panicked. In the background, the sounds of rising sirens filled the room. “Do not come here. It’ll only escalate things. I have things under control.” Jared gripped the edge of the desk, his knuckles turning white as he leaned closer to the phone. “Then, tell us what is actually going on!” For a few seconds, all they heard was the heavy sound of running footsteps. Then the noise began to fade as Marcus moved away from the noise to a quieter area of the building. “Sorry, I had to move to a quieter area,” Marcus panted, his voice finally coming through clearer. “It is a madhouse, Sirs. The street outside is a complete riot because of the paparazzi that’s camped out there. And we have been bombarded since morning with people sending mails, packages of rotten flowers, and literal death threat letters. All of them dema

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 189: DRAMATIC LIE

    “Ma’am! Oh my god, Mrs Myla, please tell me you are looking at your phone right now!”The frantic, breathless voice of Myla’s operations manager, Chloe, exploded through the speaker the second Myla pressed the accept button.Myla rubbed her eyes, blinking against the early afternoon light spilling through the bedroom windows. It had been three days since the nightclub photo of Hayden, Jared, and Beck had leaked, and they had chosen to handle it the same way they’d handled the first leak. Silence. Even with the tension, the house had returned to its regular rhythm. Myla blinked away the remnant of sleep in her eyes. “Chloe, slow down. What is going on?”“The office has been flooded with calls since morning,” she said. “We've received lots of new project requests, but they are not standard inquiries, Ma’am. People are sending flowers and gifts to our office. Some are even calling to offer you free legal help and sanctuary.”“But it’s Saturday.” Myla said as she sat up, her brow fur

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 188: A BLAST FROM THE PAST

    Beck wiped sweat from his forehead with the hem of his tank top before shaking his head dramatically. “Isn’t this kind of ridiculous?”Jared circled him slowly, fists raised loosely as they sparred barefoot on the grass. “What is?”“We're working out here when we have a fully equipped gym inside that mansion,” Beck said, gesturing toward the house, then at themselves. “Seriously, why did we spend thousands of dollars on a state of the art gym inside the house if we are just outside like we’re training for the fucking Olympics?”Hayden snorted from where he was doing push-ups on a mat nearby.Jared let out a low chuckle as he blocked Beck’s incoming punch, sweeping his leg to bring him down onto the soft grass. “Because inside is too comfortable, genius. Out here, you actually have to work for it.”Myla laughed from her spot stretched across one of the lounge chairs. “And the weather is really nice.”The afternoon sun was warm, casting a bright, golden light over the manicured lawns of

  • Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends    CHAPTER 187: QUIET HEAT

    Breakfast had become one of Myla’s favorite parts of the day, and it wasn’t because of the food. It was because Beck set a new routine where they all had to have breakfast together before getting busy with the day's activities. Apart from nighttime, it was the only time all four of them slowed down enough to simply exist together.The dining room was filled with sunlight spilling through the tall windows, warming the polished table and the soft sound of conversation drifting between them.“Mine,” Hayden said, looking at her. “Why aren’t you eating?”“I don’t know,” Myla muttered, staring down at her favorite strawberry cream pancakes with mild betrayal. “Guess I'm not as hungry as I thought I was.”Jared looked up immediately. “You okay, baby?”“I’m fine,” she said, stabbing at the pancakes again. But she only managed two bites before setting the fork down with visible irritation.Hayden’s brows furrowed. “You sure?”Myla shifted slightly in her chair and instantly regretted it when

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