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CHAPTER TEN: INTRUSION AFTERMATH
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Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE: HOMECOMING II
Jared’s hand remained under Hayden’s for a moment, his jaw tight. “I know, Hay. But after everything, I just feel like I need to see it with my own eyes.” He exhaled slowly, the professional tension bleeding out of his shoulders. “Okay. Okay, let’s go see what the movers did with the place.” The rest of the day was a blur of guards patrolling the house, service helpers unpacking the little that was left, them touring the house and adjusting things to fit their individual liking, and the comforting chaos of four people trying to settle into a new home. Even with the guards stationed at every fence line and patrolling the grounds, the house felt lighter, never suffocating. Nothing could dampen the joy that they were all standing in the new home, all four of them complete and together after the scare of the past months. They decided to send their personal chef and the service helpers home and make dinner themselves. The meal making passed in a blur of laughter and chaos. Beck
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR: WHEN LIGHTS GO OUT
Jared’s kiss stopped, and he pulled back, his eyes dark with raw need as he looked at her, but he was still in control.“Not yet, sweetheart,” he said, his voice raspy.“That will always be so fucking hot,” Hayden whispered, his face hot with desire. “You’ve been so tense, My. Too nervous to really let go.”He fixed Myla with a possessive stare, reached for her, and gently pulled her into his lap, then crushed his mouth onto hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue demanding and consuming. She gasped as he grabbed her breasts and kneaded them roughly but gently, twisting her nipples until she gasped.“Tell me you’re ready, baby,” Hayden commanded, his breath hot against her ear. “You’ve been fantasizing about this. And God, it’s my ultimate fantasy to watch them pleasure you. Knowing you submit to them sexually makes me so hot. Let them, Myla. Submit to the pleasure, submit to them.” He kissed down her neck, alternating between sucks and small bites as he squeezed her nipples hard unti
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO: HOMECOMING
The day Hayden was discharged felt like spring breaking through after a long winter. The hospital smelled of antiseptic and rain, the hallways alive with the sound of nurses saying goodbye. Myla adjusted the jacket on his shoulders while Beck signed the last of the forms and Jared loaded their things into the waiting SUV. “We took extra care that your discharge wasn't leaked to the press," Myla said softly, her hand brushing through his hair. "But just in case, are you sure you’re ready for this?" Hayden smiled softly up at her. She didn’t understand that the fact that he was still in the hospital was like a itch under his skin since the day he woke up. “I’ve been ready since the day they told me I couldn’t leave.” The nurse wheeled him toward the exit, and when the sunlight hit his face, he squinted, then laughed. There was no single reporter waiting outside. Hayden let out a tiny breath of relief because despite what he told Myla
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER SEVENTY: OUR HOME
The sound of wheels squeaking against the linoleum floor echoed down the hall as Hayden’s therapist helped adjust him in the chair. They have been in the rehabilitation room for almost an hour. “Alright, Mr. Oakley,” the therapist said with a calm smile. “Let’s go easy today. We’ll focus on controlled stretches. Tell me the moment anything feels too painful.”Hayden nodded, jaw tight. “If it’s working, it’s going to hurt anyway,” he muttered.Myla stood beside him, hands clasped, eyes never leaving his face. She’d learned to read his every twitch... every small sign of effort or pain. Beck stood on his other side, arms crossed, watching with quiet worry. Jared lingered near the door, always close enough to step in if needed. They had started to attend his sessions after the nurses complained he pushed too hard and wouldn't stop when they asked him to. The first time Hayden moved his leg had felt like magic, but now, each session w
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The morning light spilled softly into the hospital room, catching the pale blue of the walls and the silver rails of Hayden’s bed. The day had started like the others; quiet and slow, with the faint hum of machines marking time.But something in the air felt different. Hope had been hovering at the edges for days, small and fragile. Today, it felt closer.The doctor and his team entered with a portable monitor and a calm smile. “Morning, Mr. Oakley,” he said warmly. “You up for a little progress check?”Hayden gave a faint nod. “Depends,” he rasped. “You planning to stab me with sharp objects again or just poke me?”The doctor chuckled. “Just a few pokes today. Let’s see how your nerves are responding.”Myla stood beside him, fingers laced with his. Beck and Jared hovered near the window, pretending to stay casual, but the worry in their eyes gave them away. They were all holding their breath.The doctor posit
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT: LITTLE BY LITTLE
The days after Hayden woke up blurred together — strained mornings when Hayden was taken for speech or physical therapy, quiet nights when he slept after the exhaustion of the therapy, and the hum of machines that marked every second between fear and hope. Jared and Beck had built a rotation schedule around their work life without even needing to talk about it. Jared took the early hours; Beck came through in the evenings. Myla never left... Refusing to when the men begged her to, Jared and Beck had to bring in an extra bed and clothes for her. She turned the VIP hospital room into a home, managing to fit in bathing and eating so she would be around any time Hayden woke up. She made his hospital room feel less like a sterile recovery bay and more like a small world of its own. Fresh flowers on the windowsill, a worn throw blanket from their home draped over his legs. Myla’s soft voice humming sometimes when he slept. After
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