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My Wife, My Blackmailer Hideouts
Evelyn’s POVThe drive to the hideout was silent. Dave’s hands were tight on the wheel, his knuckles white under the streetlight glow. I sat next to him, my fingers curled in my lap, still gripping that leftover fear from earlier like it was stitched into my skin.The road narrowed into shadows and thick trees, the kind that muffled sound and made the night feel endless. We were heading back to the place we’d been staying, the hideout. Our temporary safety net. But as soon as the car rolled to a stop outside the small house, Dave’s body tensed beside me like he’d been jolted awake from a bad dream.“Wait,” he said sharply, his voice low but cutting through the silence like glass. He stared ahead, eyes narrowed, scanning the dark.I froze, halfway through unbuckling my seatbelt. “What is it?”He didn’t answer immediately. His whole body shifted forward as he squinted through the windshield. “Something’s not right.”The air turned heavier. I sat perfectly still, my heart pounding again
My Wife, My Blackmailer The plan
Evelyn’s POV“I’m getting him out,” I said again, quieter this time, but no less sure. The words hung between us like smoke. Thick. Real.Dave’s eyes searched mine. He didn’t speak for a moment, just stared, like he was trying to decide if I meant it.Then he nodded once, slowly. “Alright,” he murmured. “Then let’s talk about how.”My throat was dry again, not from fear this time, but something closer to dread and resolve tangled together. “Not here,” I whispered, glancing around. The street was quiet, but paranoia was already digging its claws into my skin. “Not out here.”Dave didn’t need convincing. He pulled open the car door without another word, and I slid into the passenger seat. The second the door shut behind us, the world outside became muffled, distant. But my heartbeat was still loud. My hands still hadn’t stopped shaking.He started the engine, then gave me a quick glance. “Back to the base?”I nodded. “Yeah. It’s not safe to talk here.”The car rolled forward, streetli
My Wife, My Blackmailer Hired
Evelyn’s POV“Stop.”The voice stabbed through the silence like a blade. Cold. Sharp. Final.I froze.My entire body locked up, blood draining from my face. My fingers tightened around the handle of the medical bag, the strap digging into my palm. Slowly, terrified, I turned.There he stood.Louis’s father. The one man I should never have let my guard down around.His gray eyes pinned me in place like a spotlight. His jaw was tight, lips curved into a mockery of a smile. Every hair on my body stood on edge.He knows.No.Or does he?“What… what is it, sir?” I asked, barely managing to keep the tremble out of my voice. My throat was dry, tongue heavy.His eyes raked over me, calculating. “You can’t just leave.”My heart skipped. “I—”“We need to search you. Completely.” His voice was eerily calm, but there was a menace buried deep beneath it. “If you’ve recorded anything… if you’re a spy, or God forbid, someone sent here to harm my son… we’ll know.”My breath hitched. He took a step fo
My Wife, My Blackmailer Alive
Evelyn's POVI stood frozen, staring at the map Dave had spread across the wooden table. My fingers twitched at my sides. My breathing was shallow, uneven. Doubt crept in like a shadow, silent but overwhelming.What if this is all a trap?What if Dave is working with the killer? What if he’s just feeding me lies to lure me in and finish the job?I glanced at the mask in my hand again, the synthetic skin cold and eerily soft between my fingers. My chest felt tight. Louis was in that house. My husband. My heartbeat thudded in my ears at the thought."How am I even supposed to get into the house?" I finally asked, my voice hoarse.Dave, who’d been pacing slowly behind me, stopped. His brows knit together in thought, jaw flexing as he considered something. Then he snapped his fingers."Forget the mother’s face. Too risky. I’ve got a better idea."I turned to him, eyes narrowing. "What now?"He walked over to a black duffel bag and pulled out another mask, different this time. Plainer. No
My Wife, My Blackmailer The deal
Evelyn’s POVI couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe.His words echoed in my skull like a broken record, They’re backing the killer. They’re making sure Louis never wakes up. They’re not his real parents.It was too much.I blinked hard, trying to process everything, but the weight of it all slammed into my chest like a brick wall. My heart was pounding, my fingers twitching against the edge of the bed as I stared at Dave, unable to believe a single damn word, yet unable to look away from the truth.Louis. That was my husband. Lying unconscious, hooked up to machines like some kind of lab rat. And now this man, the one who kidnapped me, was standing in front of me claiming to be the only one who could help me save him.I swallowed hard, my voice cracking under the strain. “How the hell am I supposed to trust you, Dave?”He didn’t flinch. Didn’t look away.His expression was unreadable, stoic, yet tired. His shoulders were tense but not aggressive. “Because I showed you the truth.”I narr
My Wife, My Blackmailer Shattered Trust
Evelyn’s POVMy eyelids cracked open slowly, groggy and dry. The light overhead was dim, like it belonged in a basement, not bright enough to be day, not dark enough to be night. My throat felt sore. My limbs were heavy, numb.Where…?I blinked hard, forcing my eyes to focus. The walls were bare. Concrete. A metal pipe snaked along the ceiling. There was no window, just a single flickering light bulb overhead. I was on a bed ,a stiff mattress covered in worn sheets. It smelled of dust and old wood.I wasn’t tied.But my body felt… trapped.Like I’d just been buried alive.Panic shot up my spine. My breath hitched as realization punched me in the chest.Dave.He said I could trust him. He said he wouldn’t hurt me.Liar."Hey,” I whispered, then louder, screamed it, voice raw and shaking. “DAVE! Get me out of here!The sound of my own voice bounced off the cold walls, hollow and desperate. I jumped out of bed, feet bare against the freezing floor, heart slamming against my ribs like it
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