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Chapter 105

Penulis: Benny Robin
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-03 14:16:37

A Line in the Sand

The tension in the penthouse was suffocating.

Claire sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the city lights outside the massive window, her fingers curled into the silky fabric of her robe. Adrian’s words from earlier still echoed in her mind.

"Losing you isn’t an option."

She wasn’t sure how to process it.

Adrian Blackwood was a man who wielded power like a weapon, who controlled his world with ruthless precision. But tonight, just for a moment, she had seen something else—something unguarded.

Something real.

A knock at the bedroom door snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned just as Adrian stepped inside.

His presence filled the room, dark and commanding.

"You should get some sleep," he said, his voice quieter than usual.

She studied him. The sharp angles of his face, the tension in his shoulders. He was just as unsettled as she was.

"Is that an order?" she asked.

His lips twitched slightly. "Would you listen if it was?"

She huffed a quiet laugh. "Not a chanc
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    A Future Worth Fighting ForThe sun broke through the curtains in gentle streaks, illuminating the edges of the soft linen sheets. Claire stirred, her head resting on Adrian’s chest, their legs tangled beneath the covers. For the first time in what felt like years, there was no impending war, no betrayal around the corner—just the sound of Adrian’s steady breathing and the soft hum of the world beginning again.She traced a finger over a scar on his torso—the one Gavin had left behind. It had been stitched cleanly, but it told a story of chaos, of survival. Of the man she’d once thought was her enemy, and who had become the only person who’d truly fought for her.He opened his eyes slowly, catching her fingers in his. “That tickles,” he murmured, voice rough from sleep.She smiled, brushing his hair back. “I like knowing you’re real.”“I’m not going anywhere,” he promised. “Not now. Not ever.”Claire kissed the corner of his mouth, letting the moment stretch out. But even as they bask

  • His Runaway Bride’s Revenge   Chapter 150

    Into the Lion’s DenThe ocean wind roared like a beast beneath the chopper’s blades. Claire tightened the straps on her tactical vest, her fingers steady despite the storm raging inside her. Across from her, Adrian double-checked the satellite tablet, his jaw tense with focus.“We land on the east dock,” he said. “The cliffside mansion is here.” He tapped the screen. “Gavin’s likely holed up in the main estate. Underground escape tunnels run beneath the foundation—Daniel and the strike team will block the exits.”“And if he tries to run?” Claire asked.Adrian met her eyes. “He won’t get the chance.”Beside them, Cassandra adjusted her earpiece, eyes sharp. “The guards are former mercs—loyal to Gavin, not Calderon. They’ll shoot first, no questions asked.”“I’m counting on it,” Adrian muttered, voice dark.Claire slid a photo into her chest pocket—the last one she’d taken with Noah the night before. His smile, soft and sweet, reminded her what they were fighting for.Justice.Truth.An

  • His Runaway Bride’s Revenge   Chapter 149

    The Poison BeneathCassandra’s intelligence was sharper than either Claire or Adrian wanted to admit.Over the course of the next few days, she laid out a map that had taken her years to build—hidden bank accounts, dead-end shell corporations, and off-grid facilities funded through proxies. Everything linked back to Gavin’s empire like a web, sticky and suffocating.“I only scratched the surface before,” Cassandra admitted, sliding another folder across the table to Adrian. “But now I don’t care who burns with him. I want out. And I want him ruined.”Claire flipped through the documents. Photos of senators, CEOs, and medical directors at private parties. One snapshot showed Gavin with a syringe in hand, laughing as a bound man was injected with something.“Jesus,” Claire whispered. “This was never just about money.”“No,” Adrian said darkly. “It was always about control. And Gavin’s always wanted to be king.”Cassandra gave a grim nod. “He never cared who bled to make that happen.”Cl

  • His Runaway Bride’s Revenge   Chapter 148

    Truths and TriggersClaire sat at the breakfast table, barely tasting the toast in her mouth. Across from her, Adrian was silent, scanning through the latest updates from their private security team. His eyes flicked over encrypted messages, his jaw tense. Even in his usual sharp black shirt and slacks, he looked like a man at war—with everyone, including himself.She set her coffee down, watching him. “You haven’t said a word since the call.”His fingers stilled over the screen. “That’s because I’m trying not to say the wrong one.”Claire raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you care about that?”He looked up, his eyes darker than usual. “Since someone threatened the woman I—” He caught himself and exhaled, standing abruptly. “Since someone dared threaten you.”Claire pushed back her chair, following him as he moved to the window overlooking the estate grounds.“They’re desperate, Adrian. If Douglas is calling me directly, that means we’ve shaken something loose.”“And it means they’re

  • His Runaway Bride’s Revenge   Chapter 147

    Threads of the PastThe rain began just as Claire stepped onto the balcony of Blackwood Estate, drizzling like whispers from the sky. The storm hadn’t rolled in yet—but it was coming. Thick clouds loomed over the city, casting everything in a dull gray hue that made the skyline look like a ghost of itself.Below her, Adrian’s security team ran final checks on the perimeter. Ever since the envelope and the revelation about Douglas Raines, the estate had transformed from a sanctuary into a war room.Claire gripped the railing, letting the cold iron anchor her thoughts.She wasn’t the same woman she was a year ago—naive, hopeful, desperate for love and validation. That woman had been destroyed the day of her ruined wedding, and again the day she walked out of prison. What stood in her place now was someone forged in betrayal, tempered in loss, and sharpened by truth.She was done playing defense.“Claire.”She turned to see Adrian approaching, rain dotting the shoulders of his black coat

  • His Runaway Bride’s Revenge   Chapter 146

    Digging Up HellClaire couldn’t sleep.The photograph from the anonymous envelope lay on the edge of her nightstand like a ticking bomb. It was harmless on the surface—just a snapshot from a summer long past. But the red ink on the back made it venomous.“You don’t know who you’re fighting.”Claire traced the image with her eyes for the hundredth time. She still couldn’t place the man beside Malcolm. He was older, maybe in his late forties at the time—tall, dressed in a pressed suit, a fedora tilted slightly over his face. There was an air of authority to him, something that didn’t belong in the casual setting of a summer estate.A ghost from the past. One she didn’t remember inviting.Adrian sat beside her, reading the photograph with a calculating gaze. He was unusually quiet, but she knew his silence meant his mind was racing.“You said Malcolm had business partners,” he finally said, breaking the quiet. “Shady ones. Did he ever mention names?”Claire shook her head. “Never in fron

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