LOGINChapter 231: Crime And Punishment Savannah If someone had told me a few months ago that this same living room—the one that once smelled like grilled meat, laughter, and cheap beer—would turn into a battlefield, I would have laughed in their face.Back then, this house had hosted a barbecue for Chloe and Dean. Music had played. Uncle Jace and Alyssa had danced. Drinks had flowed. People had smiled like we were a normal, functional family.Now?Now it smelled like blood, rage, and something rotten that had been festering for years.“Jace, take that girl and get out of my house!”Julius’s voice cracked through the room like a gunshot. His finger was extended, shaking as it pointed directly at Paula. His face was red—veins bulging, mouth bloodied from the punches he’d taken earlier, eyes blazing with the kind of fury that felt unhinged.“I do not want to see her, nor you, anywhere near my property ever again!”“She’s not going anywhere.” Jace’s voice was calm. Too calm. The kind of calm
Chapter 230: This Is Delicious Savannah My scalp still burned.Every time I lifted my hand, I could feel it—the phantom pull, the sharp sting where Julius’s fingers had tangled in my hair and yanked like I was nothing more than something to be dragged. But even that pain faded into the background, drowned out by the one truth echoing in my head.Jace.My biological father.The man standing just a few feet away from me, shoulders squared, eyes calm in a room that felt like it was collapsing in on itself.“Julius,” Jace said quietly, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade through silk. “Do you remember what I told you the night you confronted me about Flora’s pregnancy?”Julius’s jaw tightened. “And why would that matter now?” he snapped. “What relevance does ancient history have to this present mess?”“You know exactly what relevance it has,” Jace replied evenly. “My exact words were: If you ever hurt my child, I will kill you.”The room seemed to tilt.A chill raced down
Chapter 229: A Filthy MistakeRoman “It’s a good thing we’re skipping introductions,” I said calmly, though every muscle in my body was locked tight. “You already know Paula. And that means you know exactly why she’s here. You know why we’re here.”Julius stood near the center of the living room like a man who still believed he owned the ground beneath his feet. His posture was stiff, his expression carefully blank. He’d perfected that look over decades—feigned confusion layered over arrogance.“I don’t have the slightest idea what you’re talking about,” he said lightly. Too lightly. “Why are you all in my house?”I took a slow step forward.“You’ve been my father’s loyal dog for years,” I said. “You cleaned up his messes. Covered his crimes. Bent yourself into whatever shape he demanded. And in doing his bidding, Julius, you destroyed lives. You shattered families. You left scars that don’t fade. Scars people carry into the grave.”His eyes flicked around the room. He was counting.
Chapter 228: Surprise, Surprise, Sister Savannah “Chloe!” The word tore out of my mother’s mouth like a prayer ripped straight from her chest.For a second, no one moved.Then Mom surged forward as if something inside her had finally snapped into place, as if the ghost she’d been mourning for months had suddenly grown flesh and bone right in front of her. Her hands were everywhere—grabbing Chloe’s shoulders, her arms, turning her this way and that, fingers threading through her hair, skimming down her sides like she was afraid Chloe might vanish if she didn’t keep touching her.“Is this really you?” Mom whispered, voice breaking. “Oh my God… is this really you?”I looked away briefly. Yes, Mom. That's your daughter right there. The precious daughter who ruined us all.I stayed where I was, rooted beside Roman, watching the scene with a hollow ache blooming behind my ribs. Chloe stood there stiffly, allowing herself to be inspected like a fragile artifact returned from the dead. Sh
Chapter 227: This Ends Today Savannah “Hi, Mom.”The word mom still felt fragile in my mouth. Like glass. Like something that could shatter if I said it too loudly. I guess that's what years of trauma does to a person. She pulled me into a hug immediately, arms thin and trembling around my shoulders. I had to fight the instinct to brace her, afraid that if I leaned too hard, she might break in my arms. She was smaller than the last time I’d seen her. Frailer. I could literally feel her bones beneath the fabric of her sweater, her body light in a way that made something twist painfully in my chest.She pulled back just enough to look at me properly.“You look beautiful, sweetie.” Her hands cupped my face, thumbs brushing my cheeks. Her eyes filled instantly. “You’re practically glowing.”I smiled, though my throat burned. I glanced around the driveway instinctively—just to be sure. Just us. Me, Mom, and Roman standing a step behind me, solid and steady like an anchor. The house loom
Chapter 226: I'll Indulge YouLizzie"No!" My hands flew to his back, nails digging in, holding him tightly inside me. The sharp intimacy of it was overwhelming, the stretch immense. I opened my eyes, meeting his green ones. I saw the realization dawning, and saw him glance down between our bodies. I knew what he saw. The faint, dark smear on the condom tip, visible against his skin. Blood.“What's the meaning of this deception, Elizabeth?” He asked, nose flaring. “Has this been your plan all along? Answer me goddamnit!” I flinched. “I'm sorry, okay? If I had told you, we wouldn't have gotten to this point.” I took a deep breath. “Would you have fucked me if you knew?” “No.” He answered, still pissed. “And this is the furthest I can go. I don't do virgins, Elizabeth.” He began to get up from the bed. I panicked. “No!” I surged up, capturing his lips in a fierce kiss, silencing the questions I saw forming. My hips moved tentatively, grinding against him, seeking friction, seeki







