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Twenty one: Hell

Author: Black Rose
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-12 22:27:07

SERAPHINA

Rael Reeves. That was the name the letter contained which made no sense because the only other Rael Reeves I knew was a best friend of my father, and he died, too, during the rogue attack.

Why would Rael have been the one to know about the rogue attack?

How could he have known?

I mean, the bald man owned a third-rate diner and served the worst burger ever, and that was if you could stand the sight of little roaches crawling all over your table.

He’d come to our house on Saturdays wit
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  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   123: Thin Ice

    DAMIENSeraphina’s voice came through the phone tight and controlled, which was how I knew immediately that whatever she was about to say was worse than her tone was letting on.“Cael escaped,” she said. “A guard is dead. We think he’s coming for you. It doesn’t seem reasonable but he isn’t reasonable either.”I was sitting up before she finished the sentence, the movement sending a wave of pain through my ribs that I registered and set aside.“How long ago?”“An hour. Maybe less.”“Who knows?@“Callum. Me. The elders may know by now.”“Don’t tell anyone else,” I said. “Not until I say so.”“Damien, you need to stay in that bed—”“I’ll call you back,” I said, and hung up.I sat on the edge of the hospital bed and took a full breath and waited for the pain to settle into something manageable. It took a moment. The blast had done significant work on my left side, three cracked ribs and a laceration along my shoulder that they’d stitched, and the combination of those things and twenty-f

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   122: Cover Blown

    SERAPHINA“I can’t tell him,” I said, desperately trying to hide my quivering voice. “Not now. Not while he’s just opened his eyes and the doctors are in there.”“I know,” Nadia said. “I know. Just look ahead and keep walking.”We moved down the corridor toward the exit and I kept my eyes forward the way she said, but I felt it. People turning. The kind of attention that came when someone had been recognized as the person in the photograph, the photograph that had been circulating for two hours according to Nadia, long enough to reach everyone with a phone and an internet connection.A nurse looked at me and looked away too fast.A man in the waiting area near the exit said something to the woman beside him, quiet, not quiet enough.Nadia’s hand was at my back, not pushing, just present, guiding me through the lobby and out through the doors into the cool night air.Callum was outside.He was standing beside a car that wasn’t the pack car I’d driven here, a different one, and when he

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   121: Trouble in paradise

    SERAPHINA“You’re not getting Damien,” I said.Cael looked at me from the chair.“He’s not coming down here to sit across from you,” I said. “He’s not going to be your audience or your bargaining piece or whatever you think having him in this room accomplishes.” I leaned forward. “You’re going to rot in here. And every day you don’t talk, we use Clarissa’s papers to dismantle everything you’ve built piece by piece without your help. The only thing your cooperation buys you is speed. The outcome is the same either way.”He held my gaze.Then he looked at the wall again.That was the answer. The same answer he’d been giving since we put him in the chair.I stood up and looked at Callum behind me. “Lock him in the dark room. No light, no contact, no food until he decides he wants to talk.”Callum nodded.Two of the men came forward and uncoupled Cael from the chair and walked him down the corridor to the smaller room at the end, the one with no window and a door that was sealed completel

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   120: Captured

    SERAPHINAThe monitor showed Clarissa walking down the corridor and I watched every frame of it, my hand on the van door, my body already prepared for the moment.Callum was beside me, watching the same screen, his breathing even and controlled in the way it got when he was seconds from something.Clarissa reached the door at the end. It opened before she touched it.Cael stepped through and the monitor showed us his face and even on a small screen in a surveillance van it hit me somewhere physical, the wrongness of seeing my father’s face on a man who had walked through a door in my parents’ house and done what he’d done.I pressed my hand flat against the van wall and breathed through it.On the monitor, they were talking. Clarissa’s voice came through the earpiece clearly.“I got the papers,” she said. “It wasn’t easy. They were watching the building.”“But you got out,” Cael said.“Barely.”He reached for the bag. She let him take it, let him open it, let him see the papers inside.

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   119: Catching Cael

    SERAPHINAHe opened his eyes once.Just once, just long enough for them to find my face, and he grabbed my wrist and said, “Find Callum. Get to Clarissa. Whatever she knows, get it out of her.”Then he was gone again, his hand going slack, his eyes closing.“Damien.” I pressed my hand to his face. “Damien, stay with me.”He didn’t respond.The hospital staff were already coming. Someone had called it in the moment the explosion happened and now there were three of them with a stretcher moving toward us across the car park and I stood up and stepped back because the only useful thing I could do was get out of their way.They worked fast, checking his airways, his pulse, his pupils, running through the assessment with the practiced speed of people who had done this before and knew exactly what they were looking for. One of them asked me something. I looked at her. “What happened?” she said again, slower.“There was something under his car,” I said. “An explosive. He was reaching for th

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   118: Loses (2)

    SERAPHINAThe nurse at the medical desk had started recognizing me.Not warmly. In the way that people recognized someone who had been to their desk too many times with the same question.“There’s no update yet,” she said, before I opened my mouth.“I just want to know if he’s—”“The moment there’s an update, the doctor will come out and speak to you directly.” She looked at me with practiced patience. “The best thing you can do for him is sit down and let us do our jobs.”I turned away from the desk.Alan was sitting in the chairs near the window where Damien had been half an hour ago. He was leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, looking at the floor, and he looked nothing like the Alan Voss who had sat in Damien’s reception room with his expensive jacket and his performance composure.He looked like a father.I sat down beside him.He looked up. “You really care about him?” he said. Not accusatory. Genuinely asking.“Yes,” I said. “He’s a good person. He’s been a good frien

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Ninety eight: Disappearing act

    DAMIEN(HOURS EARLIERThe van smelled like cold metal and the particular tension of men who had been sitting still for too long.Eight of us, packed into the back with the lights off, the engine cold, parked on the service road that ran parallel to the Harrow location I’d invented in a stairwell tw

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Nighty seven: Clarity?

    SERAPHINAThe bath was the first normal thing that had happened in what felt like several consecutive disasters.Hot water, proper pressure, something that smelled like eucalyptus and something sweeter that I couldn’t identify. I sat in it longer than was strictly necessary because the warmth reac

  • Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father   Ninety three: Taken

    SERAPHINA“Stay back,” I said.It came out steadier than I felt. My body had already moved, putting itself between Gregory and the rest of the room without me consciously deciding to do it, the training taking over where the shock had frozen everything else.He didn’t move forward. He just stood

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

    SERAPHINA“She’s going to tell him,” I said.Shane was already shaking his head before I finished the sentence. “She won’t.”“She saw all four of us walk through that door. She knows we came back without telling Damien first. She’s going to—”“Clarissa is not the kind of person who runs to tell thi

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