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Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 56
The silence that follows a massive explosion is a deceptive thing. It’s not actually quiet; your ears are just ringing so loudly that the rest of the world feels like it’s underwater. As the interceptor roared away from the burning remains of Agios Nikolas, the vibration of the twin engines hummed through the floorboards, vibrating right up into my teeth.I was huddled on the rear bench, my legs tucked up as much as the stitches in my stomach would allow. Luca and Sienna were tucked into a nest of damp, grey wool blankets at my feet. They were finally quiet, exhausted by the sheer sensory overload of the last hour. Luca’s tiny chest rose and fell in a steady, rhythmic cadence, but Sienna’s breath was still hitched, a lingering tremor from her screaming fit in the flue.Dominic was sitting across from me, his back against the gunwale. He looked like a ghost that had been dragged through a coal mine. His black sweater was torn at the shoulder, his face was streaked with soot and dried b
Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 55
The sound of a villa self-destructing isn’t like the movies. There’s no dramatic orchestral swell. It’s just a series of heavy, metallic thuds—the sound of reinforced pneumatic bolts firing into place, sealing us into a tomb of our own making.The emergency lights in the hallway didn’t just flicker; they turned a deep, pulsing crimson that made the polished concrete floors look like they were hemorrhaging. And then there was that voice. That calm, synthesized, almost polite feminine tone that Eleanor must have picked out herself."Protocol 200 Initiated. Secondary containment active. T-minus five minutes to full structural purge.""Purge," Dominic whispered, the word catching in his throat. "She’s not just blowing the data. She’s erasing the evidence. All of it. Us included."He didn't waste time trying to hack the terminal again. He knew his mother. If Eleanor Thorne set a timer, she didn't leave a back door for a change of heart. He grabbed a heavy crowbar from the emergency kit nea
Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 54
The siege of Agios Nikolas didn’t start with a gunshot or a theatrical demand for surrender. It started with a chime—the kind of polite, unobtrusive notification you get when someone likes a photo on Instagram. But on this island, in this bunker, that sound was a death knell.Dominic didn’t even have to look at the screen to know the perimeter had been shredded. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the nursery monitor where Luca and Sienna were finally, mercifully, asleep. The blue light from the tablet etched deep, jagged lines into his face. He looked a hundred years old."He’s live," Dominic said, his voice flat and hollow.I leaned over his shoulder, my incision throbbing with every shallow breath. On the screen, the grainy, high-definition feed of a major news network was broadcasting a "Breaking News" special. There was Julian Sterling, standing on the teak deck of a massive white yacht, the Aegean sun glinting off his perfectly capped teeth. He wasn’t wearing a sui
Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 53
The transition from the soft, rolling hills of Tuscany to the jagged, salt-sprayed isolation of the Aegean was like moving from a dream into a cold, hard reality. We didn't land at an airport. There was no customs line, no passport control, no paparazzi waiting at the gate. There was just a reinforced concrete pad built into a cliffside on a speck of rock called Agios Nikolas.Dominic had bought this island years ago through a Panamanian shell company when he was still the "Ice King," back when he thought he needed a place to disappear if a merger went south or a government collapsed. It wasn't a villa. It was a brutalist masterpiece of glass, steel, and local stone, half-buried in the cliff to be invisible from the sea. As the helicopter rotors slowed to a rhythmic slap and the side door opened, the smell of wild thyme and sea salt hit me like a physical blow. It was beautiful, but it was a lonely kind of beautiful."We’re here," Dominic said, his voice barely audible over the wind.
Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 52
The high from the delivery room is a lying, beautiful thing. It’s a rush of pure dopamine that makes you feel like you’ve conquered the world, but the comedown is brutal. By 4:00 AM, the morphine was starting to wear off, replaced by a deep, throbbing ache in my abdomen that felt like I’d been put back together with rusted staples.The recovery suite was dark, lit only by the soft, rhythmic glow of the monitors. To my left, Luca was a silent, swaddled lump in his clear plastic bassinet, his tiny chest rising and falling in perfect, peaceful intervals. To my right, Sienna was already making her presence known, shifting restlessly and letting out a sharp, tiny huff every few minutes, as if she were offended by the very concept of sleep.I was drifting, that half-conscious state where the shadows on the ceiling start to look like faces, when the door clicked open. It wasn't the soft, measured step of a nurse. It was heavy, fast, and jittery.Dominic walked in. He was still in his blue sc
Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 51
The clinic in the valley didn’t look like the sprawling, glass-fronted medical fortresses in London. It was a converted villa, all terracotta tiles and ivy-covered stone, tucked away from the main road. It was supposed to be the "Nobody" version of a birth—quiet, private, and utterly human. But the second we crossed the threshold, the soft Tuscan charm evaporated, replaced by the sharp, stinging scent of isopropyl alcohol and the rhythmic, electronic whoosh-whoosh of fetal monitors.Dominic was a tether, but a vibrating one. He’d been the picture of zen for three weeks, but the moment he had to trade his sweater for a set of blue surgical scrubs, the "CEO control" started to twitch. He wasn't barking orders at the nurses—not yet—but I could see him reading the monitors over their shoulders, his eyes darting across the flickering green numbers with the same intensity he used to reserve for a collapsing market."Breathe, Seraphina," he whispered, his hand clamping onto mine. His palm wa
Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 22
The air in the Land Rover was so thick with unspoken garbage that I actually rolled down the window just to breathe. Dominic was back in his "Titan of Industry" costume. Dark suit, jaw set like a marble ledge, and eyes that didn't see anything except the road and whatever corporate war he was curre
最終更新日 : 2026-03-25Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 24
The sun was barely peeking over the Tuscan hills when I woke up to the smell of something burning and the sound of a heavy copper pan hitting the floor tiles. I rolled over in the massive silk sheets and squinted at the door wondering if Eleanor’s security team was finally staging a coup or if the
最終更新日 : 2026-03-26Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 25
The moonlight was streaming through the windows of the hallway making the marble floors look like sheets of ice as I tried to make my way to the kitchen for a glass of water.My back was aching with a dull persistence that I had been trying to ignore since the afternoon and my stomach felt heavy in
最終更新日 : 2026-03-26Mistaken Night With my Ex-Husband Chapter 23
The gravel driveway of the villa sounded like it was being ground into dust under the weight of an invading army. I stood at the tall arched window of the second floor bedroom watching a literal semi truck negotiate the narrow turn past the ancient cypress trees. It was followed by a line of black
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