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Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Moment The Floor Gave Way
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Ariella had never realized how loud stillness could be until this moment.The warehouse was quiet. Not the dangerous type of quiet she had grown used to over the past weeks, but a different kind. A quiet that felt like everyone was finally standing on the edge of something they could not walk back from.Lucien moved to her side without needing to be told. His presence didn’t overshadow the moment. He didn’t try to take control. He simply stood there, grounding her, watching the room with that sharp, calculating look he had when he was trying to hold a hundred pieces together.Adrian stood across from them. For the first time, his confidence had cracks in it. The kind that showed a man who had carried a truth too long and finally let it slip.And now there was Rafael.He leaned against a metal table, arms crossed, gaze flicking between all of them like he was studying a battlefield instead of people. Not hostile. Not friendly. Just… observant. Almost too calm for someone tied to the me
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The house felt too still.Too calm.Too aware.Ariella stood beside the window long after Lucien and Rafael stepped out to speak with the guards. The glass reflected her face faintly — not frightened, not fragile, just… sharpened. Like her fear had finally learned how to stand straight.For weeks, Sebastian had been a shadow at the edge of every truth. A whisper behind every unanswered question. A hand behind every fire, every threat, every move that pushed her life off its axis.But tonight… tonight, he would no longer be a shadow.The door opened quietly behind her.Lucien stepped in first, his presence warm even before he spoke. “The perimeter is set. No one gets close without us knowing.”Ariella nodded, but her fingers tightened around the curtain.“Did Rafael say how he knows Sebastian will come tonight?” she asked.Lucien paused. “He didn’t say everything. But he’s certain.”“Certain or scared?” Ariella murmured.A voice answered from the hallway.“Both.”Rafael walked in, quie
Married to My Father's Killer Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Moment before they stopped running
The room felt too quiet. Too still. Almost unnatural after everything they had survived.Ariella stood near the window, arms folded tightly against her chest. She wasn’t shaking anymore. She wasn’t terrified or confused or caught between two impossible choices. She was simply exhausted. The kind of exhaustion that sits behind the ribs and refuses to leave.Lucien watched her from the doorway. Not touching. Not speaking. Just watching the way her breath rose and fell. He knew that rhythm now. He knew when she was fighting tears, when she was angry, when she was pretending to be stronger than she felt.Right now she was none of those things.She was thinking.Rafael paced behind them like a storm trapped in a narrow space. He was muttering under his breath, nothing loud enough to form a full sentence. Just irritation threaded with something else. Something almost like fear although Rafael would rather bite through glass than admit he was afraid of anything.Elise sat in the corner. Quie
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Ariella didn’t know when the silence had become heavy enough to feel like a weight on her ribs, but it settled there now, pressing, tightening. The air inside the estate felt different after Rafael’s warning. Every shadow looked like it was hiding a message. Every sound felt like it carried a threat.Lucien noticed it too.He kept watching the windows, the halls, the doors, every detail he would normally overlook. His instincts had sharpened around her, shaping into something fierce and unspoken. Ariella felt it in the way he walked slightly ahead of her, in the way his hand brushed hers just long enough to pull her back if anything moved too fast.They weren’t fighting a single enemy anymore.They were walking inside a maze built years before either of them realized they were trapped in it.Rafael remained quiet as they returned to the main hall. His face carried a seriousness Ariella had never seen on him, like he was holding something back, something that didn’t belong to the prese
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Ariella had never seen a room fall silent so quickly.Lucien stood beside her, shoulders squared, expression carved from something colder than stone. Adrian hovered near the doorway, keeping watch, listening for footsteps that might mean trouble. And Rafael… Rafael was still trying to process the truth he had confessed minutes ago—truth that neither of them was fully prepared for.But the chaos wasn’t fire anymore.It wasn’t shouting.It wasn’t Elise trying to twist the truth or Sebastian lurking in the shadows of their past.It was the slow, terrifying quiet that comes right before the last layer of lies finally collapses.Rafael exhaled, long and shaky. “Lucien… Ariella… he isn’t done.”Lucien didn’t flinch. “Sebastian?”“Yes.” Rafael ran a hand through his hair. “And whatever Elise told you… it’s only scratching the surface.”Ariella felt a pressure building in her chest. “Then say what you need to say.”Rafael hesitated—and that alone frightened her. He wasn’t soft. He wasn’t timi
Married to My Father's Killer Chapter Seventy-Six: RAFAEL
Rafael had always believed that silence was the purest form of power.Not threats.Not guns.Not even the empire his family had built from loyalty, fear, and blood.Silence.Because only in silence could a man listen—truly listen—to the truth hidden beneath people’s voices, their heartbeat, their choices, their lies.And tonight, as he stood alone in the old warehouse office overlooking the lower floor, where dust floated like pale ghosts in the weak light, silence told him one thing:Adrian had finally failed.Rafael didn’t slam his hands on the table.He didn’t shout.He didn’t curse.He simply breathed in once, deep and slow, the way he used to before pulling a trigger.Adrian had been his investment.Loyal. Efficient. Always in control.Until he got too close to Ariella Cruz and started believing she could be handled gently.Rafael had warned him.You never handle a Cruz gently.Not Ariella.Not her father.Not the legacy that lived in her blood.He walked to the window and looked
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