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My Husband Buried Me Alive Chapter 9
Aurelia’s POVThe gunshot echoed through the warehouse.For a second, everything seemed to stop, including the fighting and shouting. My hands trembled violently as the gun slipped from my fingers and clattered onto the floor.I stared ahead when someone groaned, and my heart nearly stopped.“Callum!”I ran forward. Relief crashed through me when I saw him struggling to his feet. He was bruised and bleeding, but he was alive.My gaze immediately shifted. Cillian was lying on the ground several feet away, blood spread across his shirt.A stunned expression crossed his face as he looked down at the wound. For the first time since I’d met him, he looked genuinely shocked, as if he never imagined his plan would end like this, as if he never imagined I would pull the trigger.The remaining henchman looked between the two brothers before wisely deciding he wanted no part in what happened next. He turned and ran, and nobody tried to stop him.I moved toward Callum. The moment I reached him,
My Husband Buried Me Alive Chapter 8
Aurelia’s POVMy blood turned cold as the question echoed inside my head before panic slammed into me. “Nolan,” I gasped. I looked at Callum, and the same realization had already crossed his face just as his entire body went rigid.“What have you done?” he roared.Cillian smiled. The sight made my stomach churn.“Now we’re asking the right questions.”“WHERE IS MY SON?” Callum bellowed.The warehouse shook with the force of his voice.Cillian didn’t even flinch. Instead, he looked amused. As though he had been waiting for this reaction.“As angry as ever.”“If you touch my son—”“What?” Cillian interrupted mockingly. “You’ll kill me?”Callum jerked violently against the ropes, and the chair rattled. For a moment, I genuinely thought he was going to break free.“Tell me where he is.”Cillian laughed, “Relax.”My heart pounded. Relax? How could he possibly expect us to relax?“He’s alive,” Cillian said. I sighed in relief just as Callum turned toward me. “At first, I planned to kill
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Aurelia’s POVThe henchmen dragged me across the warehouse. I stumbled several times, but they never loosened their grip.Cillian walked ahead of us with his hands tucked into his pockets as though we were taking a casual evening stroll instead of marching toward God knows what.My heart refused to stop pounding. The real Callum was alive. The thought repeated itself over and over inside my head.We reached the far end of the warehouse where a large steel door stood. One of the guards stepped forward and unlocked it. The heavy door creaked open.“After you,” Cillian said with a mocking smile.I hesitated, then I stepped inside. The room was dimly lit. At first, I saw nothing except concrete walls, then my eyes landed on the figure sitting in the corner.My breath caught.The man was tied to a chair. His wrists were bound behind his back. Bruises covered his face, dried blood stained his shirt, and his head hung low.For a second, I couldn’t move, then he slowly lifted his head, and our
My Husband Buried Me Alive Chapter 6
Aurelia’s POVThe gun remained pointed directly at my chest. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it.For a long moment, I simply stared at him, then I laughed. A faint crease appeared between his brows.“What’s so funny? I just told you I'm not your husband,” he scowled at me.“I know,” I said quietly, and his smile faltered, but I continued, “I’ve known ever since you came back.”His smile disappeared completely as silence settled over the warehouse, and I took a slow step toward him despite the gun aimed at my chest.“The real Callum remembered every anniversary,” I continued, “He knew I hated mountains, he never would have forgotten Nolan’s tournament, he never would have told me to mind my own business, and he most certainly wouldn't have altered the security footage after being kidnapped.”For the first time, genuine surprise flashed across his face.“I spent days trying to understand what happened to my husband,” I held his gaze, “Then I realized I was asking the wrong question
My Husband Buried Me Alive Chapter 5
Aurelia’s POVMy blood turned to ice as Callum stood behind me, his gaze flickering from my laptop screen to my face.I forced myself to remain calm.“What are you doing here?” I asked.A humorless laugh escaped him.“This is my office,” he snapped. “Right,” I laughed nervously. He took a few steps forward, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Why won't you let things be, Aurelia? Why do you keep digging?” he hissed at me. My grip tightened around the edge of the desk.“Why didn't you tell anyone you were kidnapped and how did you survive?” I asked, my tone dripping with suspicion. His jaw tightened, “I am the head of the Arden Family. I can't go around letting everyone know that in a moment of weakness, I was kidnapped. Besides, I fought my way out and escaped.”“But why did you lie to me? Why didn't you tell me?” I queried. His voice was sharp, “If word gets out that I was kidnapped, every enemy we have will see weakness. I couldn't risk you knowing.”I frowned. His explanation ma
My Husband Buried Me Alive Chapter 4
Aurelia’s POVSlowly, I turned around to see Callum standing in the doorway, the hidden phone still in my hand.For one terrifying second, neither of us spoke, then his gaze dropped to the device.“What are you doing here?” His voice was calm.I forced myself to smile, “I couldn’t sleep.”His eyes narrowed, “And that led you to my office?”I laughed nervously, “I was looking for painkillers.”The lie sounded ridiculous even to me. Callum clearly didn’t believe a word of it, his gaze remained fixed on the phone.My pulse hammered. If he asked me to unlock it, I was finished. Fortunately, he walked forward and held out his hand.“Give it to me.”I hesitated then I handed it over.“What phone is that?” I asked casually.“Work phone,” his answer came immediately. “Who texted you?”His expression hardened, “Aurelia.”“What?”“It’s work. Mind your damn business.”His tone left no room for discussion.I swallowed my frustration.“Okay.”For a moment, neither of us spoke, then he slipped the
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