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Chapter 131

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Danny's POV

The silence was going to kill me.

I sat across from Virgil at the small table in his office, surrounded by stacks of financial records that smelled like old paper and desperation.

The fluorescent light buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows across his face, and he hadn't looked at me once in the past forty-five minutes.

Not once.

I watched him flip through another page, his eyes scanning the columns of numbers with that intense focus I'd always found so infuriatingly attractive. His
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  • In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father   Chapter 131

    Danny's POVThe silence was going to kill me.I sat across from Virgil at the small table in his office, surrounded by stacks of financial records that smelled like old paper and desperation.The fluorescent light buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows across his face, and he hadn't looked at me once in the past forty-five minutes.Not once.I watched him flip through another page, his eyes scanning the columns of numbers with that intense focus I'd always found so infuriatingly attractive. His jaw was tight. His shoulders were rigid. Every line of his body screamed stay away, and I had no idea what I'd done wrong.Had I said something last night? Had I pushed too hard? He'd been the one to say you could have come in. He'd been the one to linger in the doorway, watching me drive away like he was memorizing the moment.And now he wouldn't even look at me."You're staring," he said, not looking up from the file.I didn't bother denying it. "You're ignoring me.""I'm working.""Virgil."

  • In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father   Chapter 130

    Virgil's POVI woke to the sound of rain against a windshield and the slow, steady rhythm of breathing beside me.For a moment, I didn't know where I was. My body was warm, cocooned in a soft blanket that smelled faintly of something clean and familiar. The seat beneath me was comfortable, reclined just enough to ease the tension in my back.Then I heard it. The quiet exhalation. The soft rustle of fabric.I turned my head.Danny was asleep in the driver's seat, his head tilted back against the headrest, his face relaxed in a way I hadn't seen in years. His lips were parted slightly, his lashes dark against his cheeks. The rain had slowed to a drizzle, and the streetlights painted soft shadows across his features.I looked at him for a long moment. Longer than I should have. So long that I felt pathetic to my very core.Then I looked out the window.I recognized the street. The building. We were in my driveway. He'd driven me home and then... stayed. How long? I glanced at the dashboa

  • In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father   Chapter 129

    Virgil's POVThe coffee shop was nearly empty.Rain streaked down the windows in uneven rivulets, distorting the streetlights outside into blurred halos of orange and gold.I sat in the corner booth, my third cup of coffee growing cold in front of me, my fingers drumming an uneven rhythm against the scratched wooden table.I'd texted Danny forty-seven minutes ago."I need to talk to you. Not about the case."The words had felt like a confession even before I'd sent them. I'd stared at the screen for a full three minutes, thumb hovering over the send button, my chest tight with something I refused to name. Then I'd pressed it anyway, dropped my phone on the table, and spent the next ten minutes convincing myself I hadn't just made a terrible... terrible mistake.The bell above the door chimed.I looked up.Danny stood in the entrance, rain darkening the shoulders of his leather jacket, his hair plastered to his forehead in wet strands. He scanned the room once, twice, and then his eyes

  • In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father   Chapter 128

    Lucious's POVThe fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor buzzed overhead, a constant, maddening hum that seemed to drill into my skull. I'd spent too many hours in this place lately. Too many sleepless nights staring at white ceilings and sterile walls. I'd thought I was done with hospitals. I'd thought the nightmare was over.But here I was again.The door to the room was half open, and through the gap, I could see him. Kane. Lying motionless on the bed, his face pale against the white pillowcase, his chest rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic pattern that was almost too quiet. Almost too peaceful.I stood in the doorway, unable to move. My feet felt like they were bolted to the floor, my hands frozen at my sides. I'd been running on adrenaline for hours, ever since Virgil had confirmed it.Kane had been found.Kane has been found unconscious.Those words had hit me like a freight train. I'd driven through three red lights to get here, my hands shaking on the steering wheel, m

  • In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father   Chapter 127

    OLIVIA'S POVThe tea was cold, but I didn't notice until Lucious reached across the table and gently pushed the cup toward me."Olivia. You've been staring at that for ten minutes."I blinked, forcing myself back to the present. The kitchen was warm, filled with the soft glow of morning light. Lucious sat across from me, his face pale with exhaustion, his eyes rimmed with shadows."Sorry," I said, wrapping my hands around the cup anyway. The ceramic was cool against my skin. "I was just thinking.""About?"I looked at him. The strain in his shoulders. The way his hand trembled slightly when he reached for his coffee. The fear he tried so hard to hide behind a mask of confidence."About Julian," I said. "About everything."Lucious was quiet for a moment. Then he reached across the table and took my hand, his fingers cold against mine."I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But we're going to get through this. All of us."I wanted to believe him. I really did. But there was something in

  • In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father   Chapter 126

    VIRGIL'S POVThe hotel lobby was too bright.I stood by the entrance, my hands shoved into my pockets, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of Danny. The marble floors gleamed under the chandeliers, and the air smelled like expensive perfume and stale coffee.I hated hotels. I hated meetings in hotels. They always felt like some kind of negotiation. A transaction disguised as a conversation. And worst of all, right now, there was something strangely intimate about meeting here.But Danny had insisted. And I needed answers.I checked my watch for the third time. Ten minutes past ten. He was late. An exasperated sigh slipped past my lips.Of course he was late.He'd always been like that. It was one of the things that had driven me insane about him. That and his cocky smile. And the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the room. And the way he—"Virgil."I turned. Danny was standing ten feet away, watching me with that same half smile in my head barely seconds ago. And th

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