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Chapter 47:The Transfer
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2026-10-27 01:12:30
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MY FATHER’S STICK Chapter 52: Airborne
The cabin door sealed with a heavy hydraulic hiss and the jet surged forward.Adrian collapsed against me.His blood was already everywhere — hot, slick, spreading across both of us as the aircraft accelerated down the runway. I went down with him onto the narrow aisle floor, one hand clamped over the new hole below his collarbone, the other trying to keep his head from slamming against the metal.“Stay with me,” I said, voice cracking. “Adrian—look at me.”His eyes were open but unfocused. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth. The engines roared louder. Through the small window, I saw Continuity agents still running across the tarmac, getting smaller as the jet lifted its nose and clawed into the sky.Marcus dropped to his knees on Adrian’s other side, ripping open a medical kit with practiced speed. “Pressure. Harder. Lena, we have a GSW to the upper chest — I need a full trauma patch and vitals now.”Lena’s voice came through the cabin speakers, tight. “I’m patching the onboard m
MY FATHER’S STICK Chapter 51: Forty-Two Minutes
Forty-two minutes.That was all the time the Continuity Office had left us.Adrian was already moving before the tablet screen went dark. He pulled a black tactical bag from the closet and started throwing things into it with his good hand — magazines, cash, a second pistol, a slim medical kit. His shoulder was still bandaged, but the pain no longer seemed to register.“Get dressed,” he said. “Dark clothes. Nothing that stands out.”I moved on autopilot. My body still ached from the hours he had spent buried inside me. Every step reminded me of how thoroughly he had tried to mark me before the collection team arrived. I pulled on black pants, a dark shirt, and boots. When I looked up, Adrian was watching me with an expression I had never seen before — part fury, part absolute focus.My mother appeared in the doorway.“They’re using a Continuity medical extraction unit,” she said. “Six agents. Two medics. They’ll try to take Noah quietly first. If that fails, they’ll use force.”Adrian
MY FATHER’S STICK Chapter 50: Breeding Order
The date on the screen stared back at us like a loaded gun.Tomorrow.Adrian sat up so fast the movement tore at his wounded shoulder. He didn’t even flinch. He just kept staring at the photo of the hidden document — Contingent Breeding Order – Activated Upon Acceptance — as if he could burn the words off the page with pure rage.“They buried it,” he said. His voice was dangerously quiet. “They let me sign the transfer knowing this was attached.”I stayed on the bed, sheets still tangled around my legs, the feel of him still inside me from minutes earlier. My stomach had gone cold.“What does it mean, exactly?”Adrian turned the phone so the light caught the fine print in the image. “It means the Continuity Office doesn’t consider the claim fully settled until an heir is produced. By accepting the transfer, I automatically activated a seventy-two-hour window. If conception isn’t confirmed within that window, they have the right to take you into supervised medical custody and complete
MY FATHER’S STICK Chapter 49: The Owner
The house felt different after the Continuity Office left.No one said it out loud, but the air itself had changed. Adrian sat in the leather chair near the window, shirt still open over the fresh bandages. He hadn’t taken his eyes off me since the convoy disappeared into the trees.My mother was the first to speak.“You have ten days until the verification window. After that, they will expect progress on the heir clause… or a formal request to dissolve it. Dissolving it requires their approval. They rarely give it.”Adrian’s voice was quiet. “Leave us.”She looked at me for a long moment, then at him. “Don’t forget what you just signed. Power like that changes people.”She left. Marcus followed. The door clicked shut.Silence settled between us.I stayed standing in the middle of the room. Adrian watched me the way he had the first night in the penthouse — like he was already deciding what to do with me.“Come here,” he said.I didn’t move.“Noah.”“You signed it.”“Yes.”“You made y
MY FATHER’S STICK Chapter 48: Formal Acceptance
The Continuity Office arrived eleven minutes early.A black convoy of three armored vehicles rolled up the safe-house driveway without lights or warning. No sirens. No raised voices. Just the quiet authority of people who never needed to announce themselves.I watched from the upstairs window as six figures stepped out. Four wore identical dark suits. Two carried slim metal cases. They moved like lawyers who also knew how to kill.Behind me, Adrian sat on the edge of the medical bed. He had refused stronger painkillers. A clean black shirt covered the fresh bandages on his shoulder. His face was still pale, but his eyes were sharp.“They’re here,” I said.“I know.”My mother stood near the door, arms folded tight. Marcus and two of her men waited in the hallway. Lena’s voice came softly through the speaker.“Facial recognition confirms senior Continuity officers. The woman in front is Evelyn Shaw — she’s handled bloodline transfers for twenty years. She doesn’t lose.”Adrian stood up
MY FATHER’S STICK Chapter 47:The Transfer
The words hit harder than any bullet.“If Moreau dies or is incapacitated before the heir clause is fulfilled, the claim transfers… to Adrian.”I stared at my mother. The medical room suddenly felt too bright and too small. Behind us, the monitors attached to Adrian beeped in steady rhythm. He was still unconscious from the blood loss and whatever the doctors had given him.“That can’t be legal,” I said.“It isn’t about standard law,” she answered. “These agreements were written in old money and older blood. The people who enforce them don’t care about courts. They care about continuity. Moreau is either dead or dying. That means the claim on you now sits with his only living son.”I looked at Adrian’s pale face on the bed. The man who had fucked me, protected me, obsessed over me — and who now, according to this nightmare logic, owned me in a way even Moreau hadn’t.Marcus stood near the door, arms crossed, expression unreadable. Lena’s voice came through a speaker on the wall, quiet
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