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Thirty Four
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2026-03-26 19:00:20
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Dangerously mine Forty Three
The next afternoon felt… intentional.Not tense.Just… important.I had spent the morning going over everything twice—notes, questions, even the small details I didn’t want to forget.By the time the doorbell rang, I was already in the living room.Flavian came down a moment later, adjusting his watch.“You’re nervous,” he observed.“I’m prepared,” I corrected.He huffed lightly.“Same thing.”“Not even close.”Amara ushered her in moments later.“Good afternoon,” the woman said warmly as she stepped inside, extending her hand. “I’m Miriam.”She looked exactly how I imagined; calm, grounded, the kind of presence that didn’t demand attention but held it anyway.“Fiona,” I said, shaking her hand. “Thank you for coming.”“Of course,” she smiled. “And you must be Flavian.”He nodded.“Yes.”A beat.“I’ll admit, this is new territory for me.”Miriam’s smile didn’t falter.“It usually is for fathers,” she said easily.That earned the smallest shift in his posture.We settled into the living
Dangerously mine Forty Two
I shouldn’t have been this aware of footsteps.But I was.Even before I saw him, I knew Flavian was back.The sound of the front door closing was too controlled; no rush, no irritation, just the clean precision of someone stepping into a space they already understood was unstable.I was standing in the hallway when he appeared.Suit hanging from his hand.Sleeves rolled just enough to suggest he had stopped caring about formality for the day.His eyes met mine briefly.Not surprised.Just acknowledging.“You’re home early,” I said.“I said I would be,” he replied.I nodded once.A pause settled between us familiar now. Not comfortable. Just… habitual.Before I could say anything else, voices drifted in from the sunroom.Cheryl’s.And then Celeste’s.Flavian didn’t even hesitate.He walked toward it.And against my better judgment, I followed. closely.Just enough to see.The sunroom doors were half-open.Inside, Cheryl was seated with one leg slightly elevated, her posture carefully
Dangerously mine Forty One
There was something about her.I noticed it before she even spoke to me.Before she smiled.Before she introduced herself properly the night before.It was in the way she looked.Not openly.Not rudely.But… attentively.Like she was taking notes.By morning, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something had settled into the house while I slept—something I couldn’t see, but could definitely feel.Like something had been added to the balance and everything else was shifting to accommodate it.I woke up earlier than usual.Not because I was well-rested.But because my body had gotten used to tension.To listening.To anticipating.I stayed in bed for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, one hand resting over my belly as the baby shifted lightly.“You’re up early,” I murmured softly.A small kick answered me.I smiled faintly.At least someone in this house was at peace.By morning, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something had settled into the house while I slept—something I couldn’t
Dangerously mine Forty
The morning didn’t feel like morning.It felt like something suspended.Like the house itself was holding its breath after everything that had happened the night before.I barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it again.Cheryl on the floor.Flavian kneeling beside her.The hesitation.The silence between us afterward.It clung to me like something I couldn’t shake off...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................Flavian was already dressed when I came downstairs.“Good morning,” he said carefully.I nodded once.No smile.No warmth.Just acknowledgment.He studied me for a second longer than necessary.“You didn’t sleep,” he said.“I did,” I replied simply.It wasn’t a lie.But it wasn’t the truth either.Before he could say anything else, Cheryl’s voice floated from the hallway.“Oh, Flavian, we shoul
Dangerously mine Thirty Nine
“My back! Oh my God—my back!”The sound echoed through the room, sharp and jarring, cutting through the silence like glass shattering.For a moment I couldn’t move.Couldn’t think.Couldn’t even breathe properly.I just stood there, staring at Cheryl sprawled on the floor, her body twisted slightly, one hand clutching her lower back as she let out another cry.“She broke my back!” she wailed. “Flavian—she attacked me!”Attacked.The word hit me like a slap.I blinked.Once.Twice.Trying to process what was happening in front of me.Because this didn’t make sense.None of this made sense.I hadn’t pushed her that hard.Had I?My chest tightened.My heart began to pound, fast and uneven, like it was trying to catch up to something my mind hadn’t fully grasped yet.“Mother—”Flavian’s voice cut in, low and urgent as he moved past me quickly, dropping to his knees beside her.That movementThat instinct...It did something to me.Something small.But sharp.I watched as he reached for her
Dangerously mine Thirty Eight
I didn’t stop walking until I reached the end of the hallway.Past the noise.Past the laughter.Past the carefully curated illusion Cheryl had built downstairs.The moment I turned the corner, the sound dulled into something distant.Manageable.I exhaled slowly, pressing my palm briefly against the wall as I tried to steady myself.Not because I was about to cry.No.That wasn’t it.It was the adrenaline.The kind that left your veins buzzing long after the moment had passed.The kind that made everything feel sharper.Clearer.Final.I heard his footsteps behind me.Of course I did.“Fiona.”I closed my eyes briefly before turning.Flavian stood a few feet away, his expression tight, controlled but I could see it.The tension.The conflict.“You left,” he said.I let out a small breath.“Yes.”A pause.“You didn’t have to handle it like that.”There it was.I tilted my head slightly.“Like what?”His jaw tightened.“You embarrassed her. In front of everyone.”I laughed.Soft.Disbe
Dangerously mine Thirty Seven
The bathroom door opened a few minutes later, steam spilling into the room as Flavian stepped out, a towel slung low around his waist.I didn’t turn immediately.I stayed seated at the edge of the bed, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, staring at nothing in particular.I felt him pause.Like he w
Dangerously mine Thirty Six
The house was eerily quiet that afternoon.Not the peaceful kind.The kind that made you aware of every sound,every movement and every thought that lingered just a little too long. since i told Cheryl to back off from the nursery i had not seen much of her. She did not even come out for dinner tha
Dangerously mine Thirty Five
I woke up before the sun fully rose.For a moment, everything felt still.Peaceful.The kind of quiet that used to comfort me; the soft hum of the house, the faint rustle of curtains shifting with the early morning breeze, the warmth of the sheets wrapped around me.It almost made me forget.Almost
Dangerously mine EPILOGUE
SEVEN YEARS LATERI think people expect graduation days to feel bigger than they actually do.Like fireworks. Or slow motion. Or one of those movie moments where everything suddenly makes sense.But mostly?It just feels like a really long morning where everyone keeps telling you not to wrinkle yo
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