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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY THREE
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2026-03-20 09:08:01
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"Wait!" I pulled my leg back, my heels catching on the uneven concrete. "What for? What do you plan to do with me, Brendan!"I yelled until my throat felt raw, but the men didn't hesitate. They moved like a single wave and I tried to run, my eyes darting toward the dark corners of the warehouse, but they were too fast. Before I could take three steps, they had already pinned me. Their hands were like iron clamps, holding me with such cold precision that I couldn't even struggle."Brendan, what’s come over you?" I gasped, my chest heaving. "What do you want to do with me? Don't you dare... don't you dare rape me!""Rape?"He asked the question as if I had just insulted his very soul, but I didn't know what he was capable of anymore. I had underestimated him because of his softness, his gentle smiles and quiet words and look where that had gotten me. I was a prisoner in a hollowed-out shell of a building, at the mercy of a boy who I thought was gentle, who I thought was peace... who was
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"Let her go." Jake said, taking a step forward. Brendan let out a hysterical laugh. "Coming from a rich criminal like you? That’s rich, Jake. How many times have I tried to invite you out to a place like this? But it seems you were never meant for the shadows anymore. The dirty slum that built you suddenly became a place you didn't want to be seen around. You traded your soul for a tailored suit."Brendan stepped into the light, "I told you, Jake. I’m never going to let you walk free for the crimes you committed against my family. Against my father. You destroyed him, and you thought you could just buy your way out of the guilt.""I said... let her go," Jake repeated.He spoke as if Brendan’s entire manifesto was nothing more than background noise, unimportant, nonsensical, and beneath him. It was the same dismissive coldness that used to make me burn with fury, but right now, it was the only thing keeping my knees from buckling."I'm going to ask you one more time," Jake said, his e
Noiseless Wet Dreams of You CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY THREE
"What am I?" she asked herself.I tensed in my seat. I needed to hear it. What was she? What was Jake? What was everyone’s role in this and what was mine? What did she mean, "first love"? I shuddered at the dread that thought provoked, but it suddenly brought flashes of Jake to my mind. The way he looked at me, even when he was trying to be cold. When I first kissed him, when we had sex… it all hit differently now, and I didn't know why."You really want to know?" she asked, her voice tilting with a hint of amusement.I let out a sharp snort. "I’m tired of the riddles. Just say it."She leaned in, her shadow stretching across the table. "I’m Jake’s cleaner. I handle the 'back-door' business, the things a man of his stature can’t have touching his suit.""Back-door business?" I repeated, the words tasting like ash. "What does that even mean?"She smiled with a small curve of her lips. "You thought we were having an affair, didn't you? It was written all over your face every time you sa
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I waited around the clock for good twenty hours or more before the evening finally came and I finally left my bed, washed up and dressed to go see Ms. Illya. They were all stunned to finally see me stepping out of my room after two weeks of cutting myself away. And I didn't want to speak with anyone as I headed towards the location I was supposed to meet with Ms. Illya. The bar she had chosen was a dim, subterranean spot where the lighting was designed to hide faces and the music was loud enough to swallow whispers. She was already waiting, tucked into a corner booth with a hoodie pulled over her head. She was already sipping an espresso through a straw, her eyes shielded by dark glasses. Even with half her face covered, I could see the toll the last few days had taken. She looked frayed at the edges; my mother’s public shaming and the loss of her career had clearly been rough on her.I slid into the chair next to her, crossing my legs and leaning back. I couldn't say a word at fir
Noiseless Wet Dreams of You CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY ONE
"And where did you get that from?" Brendan didn't flinch. Instead, he took a step closer, his presence looming over the edge of the bed. "If you made me father the baby, yeah, I fathered the baby," he said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register that sent a chill racing down my spine. "I've been doing a great job being the father to your child, haven't I? I stepped up. I showed up. So, what is it, Aubrey? What is the problem now?""So you knew..." I started, my voice cracking. "You knew the baby isn't yours this entire time, but you still...""I didn't know it wasn't mine the entire time," he interrupted, his eyes flashing with a cocktail of hurt and defiance. He began to pace the small confines of the room, his shadows stretching long against the sterile white walls. "But I got to know. That day at the gala, seeing you with Drake, the way you looked at him, the way he hovered. Your talking with him made it clear enough. You both slept together."He stopped pacing and looke
Noiseless Wet Dreams of You CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY
The slap sent my mind reeling. It was a sharp, stinging shock that seemed to rattle my very teeth, but in that instant, it felt as if a part of my memory or some dormant senses were slapped back into my head. The world, which had been a blur of grief and confusion for days, suddenly snapped into a terrifyingly clear focus. Drake was at my side in a heartbeat, his hands hovering over me, a barrage of "Are you okay?" questions falling from his lips. I paid him no attention. My eyes were locked on the woman standing over me.Mom stood there like a ghost, her chest heaving, her hand still raised in the air and shaking with a residual tremors of violence."It's the truth anyway, isn't it?" I whispered, my voice tasting the blood from where my tooth had scraped my inner lip. I didn't flinch neither could I cry. I just watched her."Aubrey... I didn't mean to hit you... I just..." She stammered
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