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CHAPTER 64
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2026-09-15 23:55:42
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The violent hum of the executive elevator echoing from the private hallway sent a wave of icy tension through the master suite.Vivian didn't step back. Her body remained pressed against Ethan's heavy frame, her hands gripping the thick fabric of his suit lapels. The warm, possessive heat of his body was the only anchor keeping her grounded as the electronic chime of the private foyer signaled the arrival of the elevator car."He actually came," Vivian whispered, her breath catching in her throat. Her dark eyes met Ethan’s burning, unyielding gaze. "He’s out on bail and he came straight to the penthouse.""He came to die," Lucian said smoothly from the foot of the carved four-poster bed. He unholstered his sidearm with a slow, terrifying efficiency, checking the slide with a faint metallic click before resting it loosely at his side. "The bastard really believes he can walk into this room and demand you back like a lost umbrella.""Alexander," Ethan rumbled, his voice dropping into a
He Wants An Open Marriage, But Demands My Loyalty CHAPTER 68
Chloe Thorne sat in the rear of the secondary sedan, her hand resting against the glass, her dark eyes glittering with a triumphant, twisted satisfaction as she pointed to her gold wristwatch.It was 7:51 AM. Nine minutes remained before the 8:00 AM deadline."Lucian, take the secondary vehicle's front axle," Ethan commanded, his deep voice dropping into a low, terrifying growl that filled the cabin. "Driver, ram the flatbed's rear hitch on my mark.""Understood, sir," the Blackwood security driver responded, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as he slammed the heavy transmission into drive.Lucian didn't hesitate. He unbuckled his seatbelt, lowered the rear passenger window three inches, and extended his sidearm through the gap. With surgical precision, he fired two suppressed rounds into the front tire and engine block of Chloe’s secondary sedan.The sharp thwack-thwack of the suppressed shots was instantly swallowed by the roar of the city traffic. The front left suspension o
He Wants An Open Marriage, But Demands My Loyalty CHAPTER 67
The heavy mahogany doors of the safehouse loft clicked shut, sealing out the damp Manhattan air and the distant, muted wail of police sirens down on Foley Square.Inside, the spacious gallery was dim, lit only by the soft gold light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the misty Hudson River.Vivian stood near the edge of the obsidian conference table, unbuttoning her charcoal suit jacket with slow, deliberate movements. The adrenaline that had propelled her through the Foley Square blockade and up the granite steps of the federal courthouse was beginning to ebb, leaving behind a deep, aching exhaustion that settled straight into her bones.On paper, Judge Sterling’s preliminary order had granted her a temporary asset freeze against Vance Enterprises. But as Alexander had made clear on the drive back, a temporary escrow order was not a final victory. The prenup was frozen in court litigation, Julien was out on a massive emergency bail bond underwritten by his fam
He Wants An Open Marriage, But Demands My Loyalty CHAPTER 66
The screech of burning rubber cut through the heavy gray mist covering Foley Square as the armored Blackwood SUV surged backward in reverse.Through the rain-streaked windshield, Vivian watched the scene unfold with cold, methodical clarity. The silver flatbed commercial truck still blocked the primary access ramp to the federal courthouse, while the two dark luxury sedans pinned their rear bumper against the curb.Chloe Thorne sat in the rear of the secondary sedan, her hand resting against the glass, her dark eyes glittering with a triumphant, twisted satisfaction as she pointed to her gold wristwatch.It was 7:51 AM. Nine minutes remained before the 8:00 AM deadline."Lucian, take the secondary vehicle's front axle," Ethan commanded, his deep voice dropping into a low, terrifying growl that filled the cabin. "Driver, ram the flatbed's rear hitch on my mark.""Understood, sir," the Blackwood security driver responded, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as he slammed the heavy
He Wants An Open Marriage, But Demands My Loyalty CHAPTER 65
The flashing red system alert reflected off the polished obsidian table, casting a bloody crimson hue across Alexander’s gold-rimmed glasses. On the central wall monitor, the grainy, high-definition traffic feed from the corner of 4th and Mercer played in an endless, brutal loop: a reinforced black SUV broadsiding the federal transport van, dark-clad operatives spilling into the street, and Julien being shoved like a limp doll into the rear of a sedan before speeding off toward the Midtown tunnel.The room was suffocatingly quiet, save for the rhythmic, steady tap of Alexander’s fingers against the rim of his tablet.Ethan didn't take his eyes off the screen. His grip on Vivian’s shoulder remained iron-clad, his heavy warmth anchoring her against the mounting coldness in her chest. His dark eyes were fixed on the secondary window displaying the emergency injunction filed by Chloe—a nine-page legal maneuver stamped by a flexible night-session judge in Queens."She’s desperate," Vivian
He Wants An Open Marriage, But Demands My Loyalty CHAPTER 64
The words hung in the frigid air of the gallery like a drawn blade.Julien flinched as if Vivian had physically struck him across the mouth. His trembling hand tightened so hard around the manila envelope that the thick paper tore along the seam, dropping a cascade of red-stamped legal notices onto the polished hardwood floor."Vivian..." Julien rasped, his voice cracking violently as he took another unsteady step forward, his bloodshot eyes wide with unhinged disbelief. "You don't mean that. You're saying that because they're standing right behind you! Look at them! Look at how Ethan is holding you—he’s pinning you against his chest like an asset he just seized off a trading floor!"Ethan didn't break his posture. His arm remained locked like an iron band around Vivian’s waist, his large palm resting heavy against her hip, anchor-solid and warm through her wool coat. He looked down at Julien with cold, detached boredom, as if watching an insect squirm against glass."She told you to
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