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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
In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father Chapter 125
KANE’S POV“You won’t,” he said again, like repeating it made it truer.I stared at the folder in his shaking hand, refusing to take it. “You almost died three days ago. Because of me. And your first move out of a coma is a business proposition.”“My first move,” he said, “is survival. Yours should be too, if you have any sense left in that head of hers put ideas into.”“Don’t,” I said. “Don’t talk about her like you weren’t the one who put her there in the first place.”Something flickered across his face — not quite guilt, I didn’t think him capable of that anymore, but something adjacent to it. Recognition, maybe. “You think I don’t know what I did to your mother. To you. I’ve had a long time lying in beds like this one to think about exactly what I did.”“And?”“And it doesn’t change what happens next.” He pushed the folder closer, insistent. “Cynthia isn’t finished. A woman like that doesn’t run because she’s afraid, Kane. She runs because she’s regrouping. Right now, tonight, sh
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