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Forty five: Even more secrets

Auteur: Black Rose
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-28 03:33:43

FORTY FIVE

SERAPHINA

I smelled the cake before I opened the door.

Specifically, I smelled burnt sugar and something that might have been vanilla if it hadn’t been pushed slightly past its limits, which meant Agnes was supervising and Nadia was the one actually holding the spoon.

I pushed into the kitchen and found exactly that.

Nadia was at the counter with flour on her cheek and an expression of intense concentration that she usually reserved for arguments she was about to win. Agnes stood bes
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  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Seventy five: Trauma

    SERAPHINAShane’s wardrobe was way too organized. All neat rows with everything folded and colors grouped loosely together.A total contrast to the unicorn vomit that mine was back home. He pulled out a shirt and a pair of shorts and held them out without making it a thing.“They’ll be enormous on you,” he said.“Everything is enormous on me.” I took them. “Turn around.”He turned around immediately, no hesitation, and faced the corkboard above his desk with his hands in his pockets.I changed quickly, shrugging into the shirt that fell to mid-thigh and tying the shorts at the waist to keep them from falling entirely. I caught myself in the mirror on the wardrobe door and looked approximately like someone wearing a tent.“Okay,” I said.He turned back and looked at me and something flickered in his eyes briefly before he organized his expression.“Don’t say anything,” I said.“I wasn’t going to say anything.”“You were organizing your face.”“My face is perfectly still.”“Your face is

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Seventy four: Rooming together

    SERAPHINA“We really should get going,” Shane said.Elaine looked at him with complete refusal, which had probably worked on him since he was three years old.“You just arrived,” she said.“We have things—”“You have things tomorrow,” she said. “Tonight you have dinner.” She looked at me with an expression that was warm and certain and left very little room. “You’ll stay. Both of you. I’ve already started something and it takes two hours and I am not making it for one person.”“Mum—”“Shane Edward Voss.”Teddy and Edward. I stored both of them carefully. He was not gonna live this down. Shane looked at me, sighing exasperatedly. We both knew we had run out of options. My gaze flitted to Elaine. She had flour on her sleeve from something she’d been doing before we appeared and her eyes were bright. The kitchen also smelled extraordinary and there was something in the quality of her welcome that I recognized.My mother used to stand in a kitchen exactly like that. Definitely not this

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Seventy three: Not nothing

    CHAPTER SIXTY NINESERAPHINAShane’s mother’s name was Elaine and within four minutes of meeting her, I understood completely how Shane had turned out the way he had.She had the same directness, the same unhurried warmth, the same quality of making whoever she was talking to feel like the most interesting person in the room without any apparent effort. She was small and fair, and moved through the enormous house like it was a cottage, completely at ease, touching things as she passed them, straightening a frame here, picking up a cup there - the unconscious movements of someone who had made a large space genuinely hers.She took my hands when Shane introduced me and looked at my face properly, the way people rarely did on a first meeting.“Seraphina,” she said, like she was testing the weight of it. “That’s a beautiful name. Come in, come in, you must be hungry, the drive from Wolfe pack is at least three hours—”“Two and a half,” Shane said.“You were speeding,” she said, without l

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Seventy two: Girlfriend

    SERAPHINAShane’s face went through several things in quick succession.Confusion first as though he was hoping he misheard, then resignation, which arrived faster than either of the others because Shane was, at his core, a practical person.“You want me to break into my father’s safe,” he said.“We want you to access information that is technically your family’s information,” Nadia said, presenting a reasonable reframe.“That’s the same thing.”“It really isn’t.”“Nadia.”“Shane.”He looked at me. “You couldn’t just ask Damien?”“I tried that,” I said. “It didn’t go well.”He looked at the ceiling briefly. We were in the break room at the academy, the kids gone for the afternoon, Clarissa somewhere in the east wing doing whatever Clarissa did when the day wound down. The three of us had the space to ourselves and the kind of quiet that meant a conversation could go anywhere.“Everything I’ve told you,” I said. “About my father, the missing file, and the attack on the patrol.” I hel

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Seventy one: new plan

    SERAPHINAMy room was warmer than the corridor.Nadia kicked her shoes off at the door and climbed onto the bed, pulling the duvet over both of us while I changed out of the lingerie into something that felt less like a mistake and more like myself. Oversized shirt. Shorts and my hair tied back.I climbed in beside her.We sat with our backs against the headboard, the lamp on low, and the chocolate bar open between us. For a few minutes, neither of us said anything. Just existing in the same space the way we used to before everything had gotten complicated.It felt like exhaling.“I drugged the wine,” I said.Nadia turned to look at me.“I put something in it, from the medical supply. To make him talk.” I looked at the duvet. “He figured it out before he drank any of it.”Nadia was quiet for a moment. “How mad was he?”“He threw a glass at the wall.”“The wall specifically or in your direction?”“The wall. Nowhere near me.” I paused. “He would never—”“I know,” she said immediately.

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Seventy: Bad decisions

    SERAPHINAStupid decisions.Stupid desperation-driven decisions. I was the boss of those.I had been planning it since the archive.Not the lingerie specifically, that had been a last-minute decision born of equal parts desperation and the understanding that Damien’s defenses operated differently when I was in the room and he was trying not to look at me. The wine had taken longer. Agnes kept the good bottles in the lower kitchen cabinet and I’d spent twenty minutes in the chemistry of it, the small vial I’d taken from the pack’s medical supply room, something mild, something that loosened rather than knocked out, something that would make the answers come easier.I’d told myself it wasn’t terrible.I’d told myself a lot of things tonight.When the door opened and he stepped in and stopped, I felt the plan settle around me like something I’d already committed to and couldn’t walk back from.“Seraphina? What are you doing?”I sat up. “Waiting for you.”“You should be in your room,” h

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