ANMELDENTeilen
125
Veröffentlichungsdatum:
14.11.2026 23:47:51
Aktuellstes Kapitel
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 125
Lily’s POVThe transition from the public spotlight back into the silent hum of Wisteria Gardens was a brutal descent into an echoing void. That evening, the ride home in the back of the town car felt agonizingly long. Arnold sat in the front passenger seat, his broad shoulders rigid, while Sienna kept her eyes glued to her tablet in silence. Neither of them spoke, not out of discomfort, but because there were simply no words left that could bridge the distance between what our lives used to be and what they had become.When the car rolled to a stop beneath the grand portico, Arnold stepped out immediately and opened my door."I'll check the perimeter sensors, Mrs. Rookwood," Arnold said quietly, his gaze dropping to the gravel before looking back up with quiet loyalty. "Sienna and I will be stationed in the guest annex tonight. Just ring the comms if you need anything at all.""Thank you, Arnold," I murmured, stepping out onto the cold stone.Walking into the manor felt like steppin
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 124
Lily’s POVThe gates of Wisteria Gardens closed behind the final black SUV with a heavy clang that was final.Inside the manor, the air felt thick, cold, and entirely dead. Wisteria Gardens used to be full of life and so much beautiful and unlike every other day that used to feel like a sunlit sanctuary, it now resembled a dead, abandoned and haunted cottage of creeping echoes and shadows.Arnold stood near the door, his massive shoulders weighed down by an exhaustion that went far beyond physical fatigue. Beside him, Sienna clutched a leather briefcase tightly against her chest, her eyes red-rimmed and hollow behind her glasses."Sienna has secured the perimeter sensors and connected it to her system," Arnold said, his voice uncharacteristically soft. "Nothing gets past the gates without triggering a direct ping to my console.""Thank you, Arnold," I murmured. My voice sounded flat, hollowed out, as if it belonged to someone else standing entirely outside my body.Sienna stepped for
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 123
Lily’s POVThe gates of Wisteria Gardens closed behind the final black SUV with a heavy clang that was final.Inside the manor, the air felt thick, cold, and entirely dead. Wisteria Gardens used to be full of life and so much beautiful and unlike every other day that used to feel like a sunlit sanctuary, it now resembled a dead, abandoned and haunted cottage of creeping echoes and shadows.Arnold stood near the door, his massive shoulders weighed down by an exhaustion that went far beyond physical fatigue. Beside him, Sienna clutched a leather briefcase tightly against her chest, her eyes red-rimmed and hollow behind her glasses."Sienna has secured the perimeter sensors and connected it to her system," Arnold said, his voice uncharacteristically soft. "Nothing gets past the gates without triggering a direct ping to my console.""Thank you, Arnold," I murmured. My voice sounded flat, hollowed out, as if it belonged to someone else standing entirely outside my body.Sienna stepped for
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 122
Lily’s POVThe cold night air hit my lungs like shattered glass as we burst through the back door of the cabin. Behind us, the heavy thud of rounds chewing through the cabin walls sounded like an approaching storm, hitting rhythmically and sending my heartbeat soaring every time I heard it.The forest canopy swallowed the moonlight, plunging the winding trail we threaded into darkness. The narrow dirt path dropped sharply toward the river gorge below, slick with damp moss and frozen autumn leaves."Keep going, Lily! Don't look back!" Diego shouted over the deafening rattle of gunfire echoing from the cabin behind us.His hand was locked around mine, pulling me forward with an iron grip. Every instinct in my body screamed against the darkness, but the sheer velocity of our flight kept my feet moving over exposed roots and jagged stones.We had made it miles down the embankment when the beam of a flashlight cut through the pine trees behind us, washing white light over the brush.“I can
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 121
Lily’s POV.The silence inside the cabin grew cold and into something suffocating.It felt my throat closing in, my lungs squeezing, but I held it in. I shut my eyes, doing my breathing exercises slowly as I calmed myself. One, two, I thought, I’m not alone.Three four, Diego’s here.Five, six…When I opened my eyes, the dense pines outside stood like sentinels under the pale moonlight, but the shadows beneath them had changed. They weren't swaying with the breeze anymore.Something’s wrong.Diego didn't make a sound. He slipped off the sofa with precision, his hand gripping the cold steel of his sidearm as he crouched low beside the stone hearth. His eyes locked onto mine, signaling with a single, sharp tilt of his head toward the door leading to the back bedroom corridor.Stay back.I didn't move away. I couldn’t.Instead, my heart hammering like a trapped bird against my ribs, I slid off the opposite side of the sofa, keeping low against the rustic floorboards. I was wearing Lol
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 120
Lily’s POVThe helicopter touched down on the pad just beyond the valley ridge with a gentle sigh, the blades slowing their rotation until they were nothing more than a lazy, rhythmic blur against the fading light of late evening.Stepping out onto the pine-scented gravel, the noise of NYC felt like it was a lifetime away.The resort hadn't changed at all in five years. It still lived in the contours of the valley, the building beautifully small and preserved and entirely too artistic, almost like it had been lifted from out of a Tolkien painting, stone pathways winding through alpine gardens, the cottage smoking softly against the chill, and the low rushing river cutting through the river below.By the time we checked into the resort, the sun was painting the sky in shades of violet and gold.We walked hand-in-hand down the stone path toward the orchards and the riverbank where we had spent our very first awkward moment years ago. It felt fresh in my mind, Diego’s arms around my bod
Das könnte dir auch gefallen
Revenge of the Hideous Lady
Moonlight976.0K AufrufeHired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire
Kayla Sango1.0M AufrufeSatisfying Her Darkest Fantasies
Shile1.0M AufrufeYour Uncle’s My Husband Now—Back Off, Ex!
June2.5M AufrufeHis Uncle's Unexpected Bride
Indri Syachid47 AufrufeThree Years Separated, Now the Coldhearted CEO Begs Me Back
Twin Bridge354 AufrufeI Won't Grow Old with You
Carefree Chubby Fish97 AufrufeTHE HUSBAND I NEVER MARRIED
Skylar 54 Aufrufe
