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Love is War: But I'd bleed for you Chapter 90: Are You Ready?
THIRD PERSON POV Kyla walked slowly to her car. The rest of her day had felt long and heavy. She had tried calling Jeffrey, but he didn’t pick up, so she buried herself in work instead.When she finally glanced at the clock, her heart jumped. “Oh, crap,” she muttered. It was already a few minutes past nine.She pulled the curtains in her studio and saw that it was dark outside. She grabbed her things in a rush, and tossed them into her bag as she hurried out.By the time she reached her car, she let out a tired sigh. Her whole body ached with exhaustion. She pulled out her phone and saw two missed calls from Jules. He was probably worried as she had not been home this late.Just as she tried calling him back, a quick movement caught her eye.Someone was behind her.Kyla spun around quickly, her heart beating fast, but it was too late. A man grabbed her from behind, his grip was strong. Her instincts kicked in. She twisted and jabbed her elbow into him, trying to break free, but it di
Love is War: But I'd bleed for you Chapter 89: Little, Little Lies
Chapter 89THIRD PERSON POVKyla rushed into her apartment and froze when she saw Jeffrey sitting quietly on the couch. His eyes were dark, tired, and filled with sadness. She had wanted to keep this part of his life hidden, but some truths couldn’t stay buried forever.“Jeffrey,” she called softly.He didn’t look at her. His voice was low but stern. “What more lies do you have for me?”Kyla sighed and walked closer. “I’m sorry, Jeffrey.”That made him finally lift his head. His gaze was cold, he looked wounded. “You’re sorry? You knew exactly who he was. It was right there, in your room. Why would you hide it? Don’t I deserve to know the truth?”Kyla’s lips trembled, but she didn’t answer. His pain broke her even more than his words could, he deserved the truth, she just couldn't be the one to ruin things for him.“Tell me, Kyla,” Jeffrey pressed. His voice cracked, his fists curling tight on his knees. “And if you’re going to lie, then don’t bother speaking. Lewinski. Who the hell i
Love is War: But I'd bleed for you Chapter 88: Everyone Knows
THIRD PERSON POV Jeffrey sank into the couch, already feeling trapped. With Kyla’s friend hanging around, moving freely in the house was no longer an option. The guy would probably keep an eye on him… and worse, report straight to Kyla. He groaned under his breath. His plan was already starting to fall apart.He was still thinking of a way around it when Jules stepped back outside. The man was glued to his phone, thumbs tapping quickly. A moment later, Jeffrey heard him mutter under his breath as he sent a text, ‘Your brother is here.’Jules finally looked up and faced him. “What brings you here? I know you knew Kyla wouldn’t be home. You came in with your keys. What’s up?”Jeffrey let out another groan. “Before you start interrogating me, how about we talk about you… walking around naked in someone’s house?”Jules scoffed. “Kyla doesn’t mind.”Jeffrey tilted his head. “Uh-huh. And who exactly are you?”“I’m her friend,” Jules replied flatly.Jeffrey raised an eyebrow. “Friend? And y
Love is War: But I'd bleed for you Chapter 84: Let Me Protect You
THIRD PERSON POV Jeffrey sat on the edge of his bed, his phone pressed to his ear. “Mum, what do you mean you’re leaving the country for a bit?” he asked, his voice sharp with surprise.On the other end, his mother’s tone was light, almost too light. “Your father and I are going on a little vacation. Don’t worry, we won’t be gone for long.”He frowned, staring at the empty space in front of him as though it might give him an answer. “And how long is that exactly?”There was a faint pause, the kind that felt deliberate. When she spoke again, her voice was hurried, as if she was already rushing out of somewhere. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you know soon. I’ve got to go now. Bye.”The line went dead before Jeffrey could respond.He lowered the phone slowly, sinking back into his bed. The uneasy feeling in his gut gnawed at him, relentlessly. Something wasn’t right, he could feel it. Ever since the wedding, nobody had said much of anything, but the atmosphere in the family hadn’t shifted at
Love is War: But I'd bleed for you Chapter 86: Jeffrey Lewinski
THIRD PERSON POV Ronald was in his office, reviewing documents his assistant had worked on, when his phone buzzed.It was a message from Kyla… “I’ve destroyed the other evidence of the contract. You should too. It should remain confidential.”He stared at the message for a beat too long, the words sinking in with far less weight than they once would have. Confidentiality? Damage control? None of it mattered anymore.The marriage was settled, the business deals signed and already set in motion. To him, the game was over, at least the one they’d all been playing in the open. He was too tired for another round of their little schemes.Still, Ronald opened the drawer, pulled out the thick envelope containing the contract, and walked out to his secretary’s corner. Without a word, he slid the papers into the shredder, watching as the blades chewed them into neat, tiny squares. It was oddly satisfying… like watching a problem vanish. He exhaled, a slow release of air, as though the act had
Love is War: But I'd bleed for you Chapter 85: More Truth, More Lies
THIRD PERSON POVJeffrey stood at the edge of his parents’ empty driveway, staring at the familiar brick facade. As he expected, there was no one home. No lights in the windows, no faint sound of the television, no telltale signs of life. Still, something in his chest pulled him forward.Circling around to the back, he stopped at the kitchen window. It was locked. Of course. But he’d been slipping in and out of this house since he was barely tall enough to reach the sill. He scanned the garden, spotted an old metal strip leaning against the wall, and pried it free.The first push at the hinge didn’t budge it, but after a few practiced jabs, he heard the familiar pop of the catch giving way. With a grunt, he shoved the window upward, the cool scent of his mother’s lingering herbs and lemon polish wafting out. Climbing in wasn’t as easy as it had been when he was twelve; his shoulders caught on the frame, and his knees scraped against the sill, but he tumbled inside all the same.The
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