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Terms of Survival

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Lucy's POV

My heart stopped the moment Anna’s words cut through the room like a blade:

“Then we terminate our partnership.”

The floor tilted beneath me, panic surging like a tidal wave up my throat. No, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Anna Shaw was meant to crack under pressure not flip the entire damn table.

She’s bluffing, I told myself, clinging to the hope like a lifeline. She has to be bluffing.

The Phoenix Project was a guaranteed win. No sane executive would walk away from a
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  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    271

    Lucy's POV Without another word, he stood and walked out, his movements quick as it escaping a trap. The door closed behind him with a decisive click that made Mary flinch. Her face paled with anger, eyes flashing. "How did I raise such an ungrateful child? Everything I do is for his benefit!" I maintained my calm exterior while my mind calculated. My difficult years back home had taught me valuable lessons-self-preservation must come first. Those lessons were etched into my soul with scars I'd never show anyone. I approached Mary, speaking in a gentle tone: "Mrs. Simpson, please don't upset yourself. Jack has been working at the office since yesterday. He knows what he's doing." Mary's eyes snapped to mine, her expression shifting as she registered my words. "At the office? Not just searching for that baby?" "He's balancing both," I explained, careful to keep my voice neutral. "With everything happening with Mr. Simpson, Jack understands the importance of maintaining a

  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    Chapter 270

    Anna's POV "Annie, our son is back with me," Marcus said, his voice carrying through the speaker with a slight tremor I'd never heard before. I clapped my hand over my mouth to muffle the sob threatening to escape. Sophia was sleeping peacefully in the bassinet, and I couldn't risk waking her. Tears streamed down my face unchecked as Marcus adjusted the camera to give me a better view of our son. "Is he—" My voice cracked. "Is he okay?" Marcus nodded, his expression softening as he looked down at Benedict. "He had a mild case of pneumonia, but it's clearing up well. The doctor says he'll make a full recovery." My throat constricted like someone had wrapped a steel wire around it. Pneumonia. My newborn had been sick, and I hadn't been there to comfort him. The weight of my failure pressed against my chest until breathing felt like pushing against concrete. "I hired the best pediatric specialist and a professional nanny," Marcus continued, seemingly reading my thoughts

  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    Chapter 269

    Marcus's POV My eyes locked on the small bundle in the gunman's arms. Every heartbeat felt like thunder in my ears as I stared at what Id risked everything for-my son, my blood, the living proof of Anna's and my love. "Who knows if this is actually Marcus's child? We should check," Torres muttered cautiously beside me. I ignored him, my focus unwavering. The armed men surrounding us raised their weapons, but they might as well have been holding toy guns for all I surged through me like wildfire. "Hand him over," I commanded, my voice glacial. Oliver stood beside me, his eyes blazing with reluctant acquiescence. I understood his frustration—we'd spent two months orchestrating this trap for Doyle, only to let the bastard walk because of my son. Doyle limped forward, his wounded leg dragging slightly. The smug satisfaction in his eyes made my fingers itch for a trigger. The weight of my son in my arms sent a rush of emotion through me-joy tangled with fury. Benedict was s

  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    Chapter 268

    Oliver's POV I drummed my fingers against the polished table, scanning the faces of the five family representatives gathered in this isolated meeting room. Torres sat at the head of the table, his meticulously trimmed beard twitching slightly as he outlined Marcus Murphy's European business territories. "Gentlemen, our alliance has flourished under Mr. Murphy's leadership," Torres declared, his voice echoing off the navy blue walls of our Atlantic coastline hideaway. "The question now is how we proceed given recent... uncertainties." A chill slithered down my spine. These "uncertainties" were carefully chosen words to describe Marcus's supposed death. Only Torres and I knew the truth. The conference room door crashed open with such force that the crystal glasses on the sidebar rattled. Doyle strode in, flanked by armed men with semiautomatic weapons trained on us. My blood froze when three of our supposed allies immediately stood and crossed to Doyle's side. "Gentlemen," T

  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    Chapter 267

    Anna's POV My heart skipped a beat. My fingers shook as I took the phone, afraid to hope yet unable to stop myself. When his face appeared on screen-that face I'd feared I'd never see again— something inside me shattered. Tears spilled down my cheeks in hot, unstoppable streams. "I'm sorry for making you worry again," Marcus said, his voice warm and familiar through the speakers. His eyes were clouded with guilt. I tried to respond, but my throat constricted painfully. All I could do was shake my head vigorously, tears flying everywhere. I knew I looked terrible-red-faced and snotty-but I couldn't control it. Every fear, every sleepless night, every moment of despair since Benedict's kidnapping crystallized into those tears. "Don't cry. I have good news-your son is here," he said urgently. "I swear I'll bring Benedict back without a scratch. Trust me." The news hit me like an electric shock. My son was alive. My tears only fell harder, my breath coming in ragged gasps. T

  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    Chapter 266

    A ghost of a smile crossed his face. "At least I'm finally not just a supporting character in your life." I fell silent. The irony wasn't lost on me, but I couldn't find the energy to respond. My mind remained fixed on Benedict, my missing piece. As I left Logan's room, my phone buzzed with another update from Rachel. The car used in the kidnapping had been found, stripped and abandoned. Another dead end. Another thread of hope snipped away. The winter sun cast long shadows across Skylake District as Clayton pulled up to the entrance of Shaw Estate. I stared at my family home through the car window, feeling nothing but a hollow ache where my heart should be. Seventy-two hours had passed since Benedict was taken. Seventy-two hours of hell. "We're here, Ms. Shaw," Clayton announced quietly, his usual professional tone softened with concern. I nodded mechanically and allowed him to help me from the car. My body felt simultaneously weightless and impossibly heavy as I move

  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    The Wound

    Rachel’s POVBy the time we arrived at Rosa Villa, Marcus's breathing had grown more labored, and Anna's composed facade was beginning to crack around the edges. I parked as close to the entrance as possible, then rushed to open the back door."I'll prepare a guest room," I said, hurrying ahead to

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  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    The Return and the Reckoning

    Anna's POV"Are you sure you don't want Daniel to handle this?" Rachel asked, her concern clear in her voice as she sat beside me.I shook my head. "This needs to be done in person. I want to make it absolutely clear."The drive to the Simpson mansion was mercifully short. As we pulled up to the gr

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  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle    Warning

    Marcus's POVThe door clicked shut behind Anna, her reluctant footsteps fading down the hallway. I shifted my position, wincing slightly as the movement pulled at the fresh stitches in my abdomen.Peter had maintained his professional silence during Anna's presence, but the moment she was out of ea

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  • One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle     The Watchdog

    Anna’s POV I drummed my fingers against my desk, reviewing Rachel’s latest intel on the Phoenix Project leak. It was worse than I thought. “The access logs point to someone with direct entry to Trevor’s system,” Rachel said grimly. “It’s an inside job.” I sighed, massaging my temples. Trevor was

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