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chapter twenty
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2026-08-14 16:04:07
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My fiance's uncle's property chapter twenty nine
*Ten years earlier.*Harold.Lucian arrives at my door just past midnight, and I know before he says a single word that whatever he's carrying, it isn't good news wearing a slow face.He's soaked through — rain, I realize belatedly, though I hadn't heard it start — and there's something in his hands he's holding the way you hold something that costs you to touch, a folded piece of paper gone soft and damp at the edges."Lucian." I step back to let him in, my own pulse already climbing. "Where's James. He was supposed to call hours ago."He doesn't answer right away. He crosses my threshold like a man walking somewhere he doesn't want to go, and by the time he's standing in my front hall, dripping onto floorboards I don't care about, I've already read the answer in the particular stillness of his face — a stillness I'll come to know, over the following decade, as the specific one he wears when something has broken in him too badly to show it any other way."He didn't make it," Lucian s
My fiance's uncle's property chapter twenty eight
Eveline.The city blurs past the window in smears of light, too fast, faster than he's ever driven with me in the car, and some small, drunk, reckless part of me doesn't want him to slow down."You're angry," I say, watching his jaw in profile, the muscle ticking there like a second pulse."I'm furious.""Good." I let my head fall back against the seat, the alcohol still humming warm and loose through my limbs, blurring the edges of everything except him. "At least it's honest. That's more than I've gotten out of you in weeks."He doesn't answer that. His hands stay tight on the wheel, knuckles pale, and I watch the muscle in his forearm flex every time he takes a turn harder than he needs to, like the car is the only thing available to absorb whatever he's not letting himself say.The villa gates open before he's even fully stopped, lights waking section by section the way they always do, and he's out of the car and around to my side before I've managed to work the door handle myself
My fiance's uncle's property chapter twenty seven
Eveline.Meridian hasn't changed. Same unmarked door, same bottles glowing like stained glass behind the bar, same lighting that makes everyone look like they're keeping a secret they've already half-decided to tell."Something that'll get me drunk," I tell the bartender, and this time I don't bother adding the part about staying sober through it. I don't want to stay anything tonight. I want to stop being the version of myself that catalogues every room she walks into, files away every lie, holds herself together with nothing but discipline and the fading hope that someone, eventually, will just tell her the truth.The first shot burns going down. The second burns less. By the third I've stopped counting how many that makes since I walked in, and the edges of the room have gone soft and forgiving in a way nothing in my actual life has been for weeks."Rough day?"I turn, and she's already sliding onto the stool beside me like she belongs there. She's blonde, red lipstick bright eno
My fiance's uncle's property chapter twenty six
Eveline.He's already at the counter when I come down, laptop open, coffee steaming beside him, sleeves rolled to the elbow like it's any other morning in this house."Morning," he says, not looking up.That's it. One word. No mention of the front window, or the stairs, or the way he said my name like it belonged to him. I stand in the doorway for a second longer than I mean to, waiting for something, a glance, a flicker, anything to prove last night happened to him too and not just to me.But I get nothing but the sound of his keyboard, steady and unbothered.I pour myself coffee I don't actually want, just to have something to do with my hands, and watch him over the rim of the cup. His jaw doesn't tighten as much. He's reading something on the screen with the exact same clinical focus he brings to a chart, and I could be anyone standing in this kitchen right now — the housekeeper, a stranger, a niece who exists purely for appearances."That's all you have to say to me," I say. "M
My fiance's uncle's property chapter twenty five
Julian.It is an orphanage? Or looks like one.But why would she call it a farm?That's the first thing that unsettles me, standing on the drive way with my mother already three steps ahead.There are no gates, no guards visible from here, just a low building with cedar shingles and a warm blue sign, the kind of place you'd drive past a hundred times without a second look. A woman in a cardigan is watering hanging baskets by the entrance. Somewhere inside, faint through the glass, I can hear what sounds like a radio playing something gentle.Why is she looking weird though?"It doesn't look like much from here," my mother says, like she's read the thought straight off my face. "That's rather the point."We walk in through the front, and for one disorienting moment I actually believe it.A small reception area, framed children's artwork on the walls, a woman at the desk who greets my mother by name with the easy familiarity of someone who's done it a hundred times. There's a rack of
My fiance's uncle's property chapter twenty four
Eveline.The first thing I see when my eyes open is Lucian's shoulder, bare, rising and falling with the slow, even rhythm of actual sleep.and the second thing I feel is every single decision I made last night arriving all at once, fully formed, impossible to take back.I lie very still for a moment, staring at the ceiling of a room I've never once been invited into before last night.I feel myself smile, because some part of me is proud of myself. It's not the first time I kissed Lucian, but it’s the first time we had actual sex.And it was good sex.The weight of his arm still draped loosely across my waist, the particular quiet of a house that's never once felt this settled around methe ache low between my thighs has nothing to do with fear and everything to do with choices I don't regret even as panic starts climbing up my throat about what happens the moment he wakes up.I need to be gone before that happens.I can't have him wake up and meet me here, what if it gets awkward be
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