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Mr. Fixer

Auteur: Zaia Black
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-09 23:12:38
HARPER:

Alexander pushed open the door of the study and walked in. I didn't follow immediately. I stood frozen outside watching the spot he had just left.

What did he want? The head maid's warning echoed in my skull.

Never enter this room. Too late now.

There were two possibilities I could think about. Either he knew who I was... The thought made my stomach turn. Maybe he recognized my voice or maybe James had recognized me after all. Maybe this entire thing was over. I had given him
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  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    Sharing A Bed With My Ex 2

    Alexander:“Daddy, sleep with us too,” Elias said obliviously. “Huh?” I asked, pretending not to hear him well at first because I refused to believe that he just asked me to share a bed with him and the nanny and not his mother. I stared at my son and he stared back. The nanny looked at the exchange like she wanted the floor to open and swallow her whole. “Elias…”“No,” the nanny cut me off before I could speak, her voice sharp with embarrassment. She turned to Elias. “Why would you ask your father such a question?” Elias blinked, unfazed. “Because I want him here.”The nanny’s cheeks go red. She shook her head. “That cannot…”Elias pointed to one side of the bed. “Miss Luisa is here.” Then he pointed to the other side, like his demonstration was making sense. “Daddy goes here.”My jaw tightened. The nanny shot me an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, sir.” She started climbing off the bed. “I’ll just leave…”I frowned, my gaze settling on the nanny. “What type of trash have you been

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    Sharing A Bed With My Ex 1

    HARPER:I wrapped a towel around Elias’s wet body. My mind still drifting back to Liam especially his threat. I wasn’t so sure he was really going to go ahead with his threat but it wasn’t something I could risk. One week. That was all he had given me. One week to find whatever file he wanted from Alexander’s study. My stomach turned. The study might as well have been a vault. Alexander doesn’t ally anyone inside and even if somehow I got through the door, Liam had never told me exactly what I was looking for. The entire thing was impossible. Yet, Liam didn’t sound worried at all and that confidence unsettled me even more than the threat itself. “Ouch,” Elias screamed, snapping me from my thoughts. I had wrapped the towels around him too tight without thinking.“So sorry baby,” I whispered, loosening it a little. His face relaxed but he didn’t say anything else. I grabbed his arms and lead him into his room. His night wear were already on the bed…. A soft blue silk trouser and top

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    Obsession

    HARPER:I should leave. The thought came to me… the only thing that kept my feet rooted to the spot were the questions that kept on repeating inside my head, who took Ethan’s picture? Who dared use my son against me?That photograph wasn’t random. It wasn’t a coincidence. Someone had been watching us… Ethan and until I knew who and why, I wasn’t going anywhere. After waiting for long hours and my thoughts seeming to drown me, I decided to inspect the room. The living room took up most of the space. A bookshelf lined on the wall with a few paintings hung crookedly. My eyes dropped to a hallway with two doors. One was slightly open. I pushed it wider, revealing a study. Large oak desk. Floor to ceiling bookshelves… I walked further inside, my eyes drifting across the desk. “What the hell?” I gasped. Sitting on the corner of the desk was the ugliest toy I had ever seen. It looked like someone had attempted to combine a rabbit and a demon and the result was horrifying. One eye was rea

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    Am I Alone?

    HARPER:“Hello?” I called as I entered the room. There was no answer. “Is anyone there?”Still no answer. The cabin wasn’t large. A small sitting area occupied most of the space with a wooden table, a few chairs and a fireplace against one wall. Everything looked suspiciously normal. My heart raced in my chest. What if this was actually a trap? I took a step forward and another. You can still go back, I told myself. The room appeared empty then movement caught my eye. I froze. I turned as a figure stepped out from the shadowed corner near the fireplace. The air caught in my throat. “James?” I screamed. Alexander’s assistant looked up from the glass bottle in his hand. He was pouring himself wine. Like actually pouring himself fucking wine?“What the hell?” the words tumble out of me. James' eyes caught mine, his eyes glinting with malice. The corner of his mouth turned up into a smirk. “Oh,” he exclaimed. “You’re here.” I blinked. Once. Twice. Was he serious? That’s all he had

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    Someone Knows My Secret

    HARPER:Fuck. Why was James here? How did he know Daniel’s home? Had he found something about me?Was this the end?“Harper,” Daniel’s voice snapped me from the racing thoughts in my head. “We need to move.”My heart started beating fast… way too fast. This could not be happening. “Oh Gods” I whispered, the words escaping before I could stop them. “Harper.”“Oh God.” I said again, louder this time, laced with panic. “Harper.”“I heard you the first time!” I snapped. Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose, a gesture I was beginning to recognize as his tell, the sign that I was pushing him to the edge of his very limited patience. He stepped toward me, packing my stuff into my bag and pushed it into my hands. “There is a back exit. Come with me.”I was already moving, my body responding before my brain caught up. Daniel practically shoved me toward the hallway, his hand firm against my shoulder blade, propelling me forward. “Don’t stop.”I nodded. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. My

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    James

    HARPER:“I will be spending the day with my son,” Rowena announced, smoothing down her designer dress. “We need more bonding time.”My hands curled into fists at my sides. My son. Funny how she said those words confidently considering she stole him. “That’s wonderful, ma’am,” I tried to steady my voice. “I hope you both have a great day.”“Of course, we will,” She replied, rolling her eyes like how dare I think the day would go otherwise. I swallowed. I wasn’t worried about whether the date would go well. All I cared about was Elias… I just wanted him to be okay. I didn’t want anything to happen to him. There was no way I could protect him when I wouldn’t be there. My chest tightened. Elias finally came out of his room, putting on a black suit and white shirt. A smile curled up on my face at how handsome he looked. He walked toward me and stopped. His tiny hand slipped into mine. I looked down. His big brown eyes stared up at me. Then he leaned closer, his small body pressing ag

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    A Familiar Stranger

    ALEXANDER:I didn’t believe a single word coming out of her mouth. She stood there rubbing her throat, looking offended that I had questioned her. As if my son hadn’t nearly died. As if I was supposed to smile and thank her for sending him to the hospital. “It wasn’t intentional.” She said again.

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    The Test Part 1

    HARPER:Why was it so hard to choose a dress? I groaned. I picked a brown pencil skirt and a white T-shirt in my wardrobe. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. After changing my outfit eight times, I finally settled on the one that looked perfect. Simple. My heart was racing so bad. I need

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    Mine

    HARPER:“What are you going to do now?” Ross asked. I looked down at Ethan who had somehow managed to make himself comfortable in under thiry minutes. “I don’t know yet,” I admitted. The truth made my heart feel heavy. I hated not having a plan. For four years, my entire life had been built on p

  • Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine!    The Other Ethan

    HARPER:Knock. Knock. Knock.Ethan bounced beside me with too much energy for someone who had nearly burned up with fever yesterday. His dinosaur backpack hung crookedly on one shoulder while he pressed his face against the apartment door. “Do you think she’s home?” he whispered, turning to me. “

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