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FORTY EIGHT
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2026-10-27 23:26:42
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My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy SIXTY TWO
KEONA“You’ve asked an awful lot of questions, girl. Why do you want to know so much?”Gigi’s voice carries across the pavement, sharp with suspicion. She’s standing with one hip cocked, her arms folded over her ample breasts as she studies Megan.Megan gives her an easy smile. “I’m just curious, babes. That man was asking you a lot of questions.”Gigi lifts one brow. “And?”Mega slaps her playfully on the shoulder. “And I wondered what he wanted. That’s all.”Gigi lets out a short laugh. “You want to know about him, or are you trying to steal my man?”Megan’s eyebrows lift. “Your man?”“Don’t play dumb, Meg. I know you saw him. Tall, handsome, dressed like he’s swimming in hard currency.” Gigi adjusts the strap of her dress. “If you want him, just say so. You were spying on us while we talked, weren’t you? Too bad he got into his car the moment he was done with me. I’m sure you’re disappointed.”She laughs again, the shrill sound grating at my nerves, and I clench my fingers to st
My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy SIXTY ONE
KEONAMy smile turns to dust on my lips. My legs turn to lead as I freeze right in the middle of the street. What is he doing here?I recognize the woman beside him as one of the dancers from the Ninth Room. Gigi. She’s standing too close to Hardin, smiling up at him and batting her lashes flirtatiously as she talks. Her hand finds his arm, and she leaves it there while she laughs at something she just said. Suddenly, she leans in closer, baring the tops of her breasts to Hardin’s expressionless gaze. It’s a clear invitation that she wants him fuck her. Heck, even the blind would notice. But Hardin doesn’t.Or like the cold bastard I know him to be, he does notice. He just doesn’t give a damn. He stands with his shoulders squared and his expression set, allowing her to talk without giving much back. His attention appears to be on her, but there is no warmth in his face. He looks as though he’d rather be somewhere else.That doesn’t stop Gigi from trying. She touches his sleeve
My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy SIXTY
KEONAMegan is halfway through telling me about one of her clients when I start laughing so hard I have to slow down to catch my breath.“He actually said that to you?” I ask, trying to wipe the tears from my cheeks while still wheezing like a hyena.“With a straight face, I tell you.” She throws her hands up, almost losing her balance in the process. I have to grab her hoodie to steady her as we stagger out of the club like a pair of drunken sailors. “This man looked me in the eye and asked if I could piss in his mouth. Twice! Audacity was at an all time high tonight, I swear it.”I laugh again, and she bumps her shoulder against mine.The night air is cooler than it was inside the club. The music has faded behind us, replaced by the noise of passing cars and people talking along the street. Megan is walking me towards her place, where I’m supposed to spend the night. She’s already decided that I’m not going to argue with her about it, and, for once, I haven’t tried.Megan is a fel
My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy FIFTY NINE
HARDINCora’s thought process is childish, but it doesn’t stop the dark feeling of jealousy that squeezes my heart at the thought of Keona cozying up with another family. My daughter lifts her face to look at me. “How come you don’t know when she’s coming back? You’re daddy. You know everything.”A bitter, helpless feeling settles over me. I almost smile at the innocence of those words, but there’s nothing amusing about the faith she has placed in me. “I don’t know when she’ll be back,” I admit, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “I wish I did, sweetheart. I wish I could tell you she’d be home tomorrow. I wish I could promise you a day and know I wouldn’t be lying. But I can’t do that to you.”Her eyes shine in the dim lights.“Do you miss her too?” I open my mouth to change the subject. To tell Cora that it doesn’t matter.But in the end, I cannot lie to my daughter. Because it does matter. It matters so fucking much, it’s all I think about. “Yes, sweetheart. I miss he
My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy FIFTY EIGHT
HARDIN“…concerning your wife, I have news.”I pause with my hand on the car door; “Tell me.” My voice is calm, betraying the rush of anticipation I’m currently feeling inside.“She’s been sighted in Shanghai. One of my sources claims she was seen at a club in the Jing’an District. The place is called,” I hear a faint rustle in the background before Salvatore’s voice returns, “The Ninth Room.” My fingers tighten around the keys until the edges dig into my palm. At this point, I’m running on too much adrenaline to feel the pain.“Shanghai,” I repeat, barely recognizing my own voice. “You’re telling me that Keona is in Shanghai?”“That’s what I’ve been told, sir. I’m still trying to confirm the sighting, but the information came from someone I trust.”My heart is hammering so loudly, I can barely hear myself think. “When last was she seen?”“Last night.”I retrieve a second phone from my front pocket, checking for available flights to China. “Send me the details you have. I need th
My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy FIFTY SEVEN
HARDINI leave Cora with Sophie and wait until they are safely on their way home before heading to Miller logistics. The company occupies a three story building on a busy street, its name displayed in silver lettering across the glass entrance. It’s a relatively new establishment, but clearly one that has found its footing. The exterior is well maintained, the windows stretch across each floor and through the glass, I can’t see employees moving between offices and a furnished reception area. I walk in, my eyes moving briefly over the reception before settling on the woman behind the desk. She’s tall, with auburn hair pulled into a smooth bun. Her mouth curves in a smooth, practiced smile the moment she sees me. “Good afternoon sir. Welcome to Miller logistics. How may I help you?”“I need to see the CEO,” I say without preamble.At my stern tone, her smile fades completely. “Uh… do you have an appointment?”“No, tell him Hardin Cromwell is here.” Her forehead crinkles in a deep
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