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Fractured Lies
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2026-04-25 22:27:12
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His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The NEREID Account
Lauren’s POV The next morning came too fast and too cold.I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that warehouse again—the rusted beams, the woman with the sharp blonde hair, and those fifty fucking days ticking down like a bomb strapped to my chest. Serena was alive. She had made some kind of deal. And now someone else wanted Julian’s offshore money bad enough to drag me into it.Julian didn’t ask how I slept. He just walked into the bedroom at six-thirty, already dressed in a black suit that made him look like the devil on his way to church. His eyes were flat and unreadable.“Get dressed. You’re coming with me to headquarters.”I sat up slowly, the silk robe slipping off one shoulder. “Good morning to you too, asshole.”He didn’t smile. “I’m not asking, Lauren.”The use of my real name hit like a slap. He only called me that when he wanted to remind me exactly how little power I had. I swallowed the retort burning on my tongue and stood up. No point fighting him on this
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Fifty Days Left
Lauren’s POV The side office smelled like coffee beans. I sat alone on the hard leather couch, knees pulled up, staring at the blank wall like it might give me answers. Julian had just ordered Silas removed from my direct protection detail with that cold, final voice of his—no room for argument, no explanation beyond “You’re a liability now.” The door clicked shut behind the last guard, and the silence hit like a slap.My mind wouldn’t stop spinning.Julian suspected me. I could feel it in every look he gave me lately, that dangerous calm hiding razor blades. He was circling closer, sniffing out every lie I’d told since I stepped into Serena’s shoes. Then there was Serena herself—my twin, the real one, still out there somewhere, probably scheming with whoever the hell had snatched me. And that woman from the warehouse… the one with the sharp blonde cut and the fifty-day timer ticking in my head. She wanted me to become Julian’s personal thief. Three dangers. All of them circling lik
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Between Silas and Suspicion
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVEJulian’s POVThe side office door clicked shut behind me with a soft finality that felt louder than any other thing. Serena stood too close to Silas, his hand hovering near her waist like he had any fucking right to touch what was mine. The air reeked of secrets and guilt.“What the fuck is going on here?” I asked, my voice remaining calm. Too calm.Lauren froze first. Her eyes widened, that guilty flicker crossing her face before she could bury it. Silas’s hand dropped slowly—too slowly. I noted every second of that delay.She stepped back fast. “Julian, it’s not—”“Not what?” I cut in, stepping deeper into the room and closing the door. No shouting. No need. The quiet always hit harder. “You told me minutes ago you remembered nothing from the kidnapping. Now you’re sneaking off to my right hand for help? And suddenly a woman who might be your kidnapper pops up in your head?”Her mouth opened, and then closed. “Flashes are coming back. Slowly. A woman’s voice… ware
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Fractured Lies
CHAPTER FORTY FOURJulian’s POVThe penthouse was in controlled chaos when I returned. Security personnel moved with clipped efficiency, voices low and urgent. Marcus stood near the central console, phone pressed to his ear, issuing quiet commands.I didn’t raise my voice. “Find her,” I said, the words calm, almost conversational, as I loosened my tie with deliberate slowness. “Every camera feed in the city. Traffic, private security, street surveillance—pull it all. I want my wife located within the hour. Fail, and I’ll ensure none of you work in this hemisphere again.”Marcus met my gaze and gave a sharp nod. “We’re already on it, boss. Silas is reviewing the garage footage as we speak.”I paused, studying him for a beat. “Tell Silas that if he misses even one frame, I will personally see to it that his career ends in a way he’ll never recover from. Quietly. Efficiently.” My tone remained even, but the implication hung heavy in the air. “Get it done.”The front door clicked open be
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Bargain
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE JULIAN’S POV The scream cut through the penthouse like a blade. I was in the study, one hand on the desk, the other on the computer I was working on. Serena. My body moved before my mind did. I grabbed the gun from the drawer and stormed out. “Serena!” No answer. The hallway was already full of chaos. One of my guards was on the floor, bleeding from his temple. Another was against the wall, barely conscious. Silas came running from the opposite side, his gun was already drawn. “What happened?” he snapped. I ignored him and grabbed the nearest guard by the collar. “Where the fuck is my wife?” The man coughed. “Service… elevator…” My blood went cold. Then it burned. I slammed him back against the wall. “Who took her?” “I don’t know—” I hit him hard with the gun in my hand and he went crashing on the floor. Silas grabbed my arm. “Julian.” I turned on him, giving him a dangerous glate. “Touch me again and I’ll break your fucking hand
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Taken
CHAPTER FORTY-TWOLAUREN’S POVThe flight back to Seattle felt like sitting inside a loaded gun.Julian said almost nothing.He sat across from me in the private jet, one hand braced on the armrest, the other wrapped around a glass he had not touched in twenty minutes. His chest was bandaged under a black shirt. His face was pale. And his eyes were cold.He looked like he wanted to kill me and kiss me and had not decided which one would annoy him less.I looked away first.“Stop staring,” he said.“I wasn’t.”“You were.”I crossed my arms. “You look like shit. Hard not to notice.”The phone in his hand buzzed. He answered without looking away from me.“Talk.”A pause.His jaw tightened.“Who saw us?”Another pause.“Change the route.”He hung up and leaned back.I swallowed. “What now?”“Seattle is warm.”I frowned. “Warm?”“Dante’s men.” He said it like he was commenting on the weather. “Two of them were seen near the private hangar before takeoff.”My stomach dropped. “So they know
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Planning an Unplanned Trip
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE LAUREN’S POV Towards the end of the meeting, I stopped pretending to listen. The men were still talking, but my mind was somewhere else entirely. My phone was hidden low in my lap under the table as I searched things I never thought I would ever search in my life. *Noisele
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Lauren’s Suggestion
CHAPTER TWENTYLAUREN’S POVI spent half the day with Serena’s phone in my hand and dread in my throat.Nothing.Nothing useful. Nothing clear. Just gaps. Deleted chats. Deleted files. Empty spaces where answers should have been. She most definitely formatted the phone before deleting the rest of t
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession A Secret Message and a Goodnight Cuddle
CHAPTER SEVENTEENLAUREN’S POVBy the time Julian brought me to a lunch meeting, I already knew one thing.Being his wife was not just exhausting.It was dangerous.The building was all glass, steel, and expensive silence. Men in suits moved too carefully. Women in polished smiles watched too much.
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Cruise Table
CHAPTER FIFTEENLAUREN’S POVI stopped breathing.Julian stood at the entrance of Dante Rossi’s private dining room like he had walked in just to make the whole ship remember who mattered more.His eyes found mine first.And just like that, every stupid choice that had brought me here climbed up my
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