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Chapter Thirty: One Hour
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2026-09-14 18:44:26
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One Night With My Fiancé Ruthless Uncle Chapter Thirty Six: The Secondary Location
The convoy moved through the pre-dawn dark like something that did not want to be seen.Jennifer sat in the middle vehicle, flanked by two members of the security detail, the weight of a discreet ballistic vest unfamiliar and heavy against her ribs. Carter had fought the arrangement until the last possible moment, his voice low and lethal with the kind of protective fury that made the nurses give the suite a wider berth. In the end the practical reality won: her father’s fear was becoming a liability, and a controlled, limited contact was safer than allowing that fear to metastasize into something unpredictable.Gerald rode in the lead car. Carter remained at the hospital under triple coverage, pale and rigid with the effort of letting her leave without him. The look he had given her before the door closed still burned behind her eyes—equal parts claim and warning and something rawer that had nothing to do with strategy.The secondary location was a low-rise building in a quiet commer
One Night With My Fiancé Ruthless Uncle Chapter Thirty Five : The Shape In The Dark
Night settled over the hospital like a second bandage—thin, insufficient, and unable to stop what was already bleeding through.Jennifer lay carefully along Carter’s uninjured side in the private suite’s adjustable bed, her head resting in the hollow of his shoulder, one palm flat over the center of his chest. The position was awkward. The rails and the IV line and the need to avoid his wound made it a study in careful angles. None of that mattered. The alternative—returning to the chair, putting even a few feet of distance between them—had become intolerable.Carter’s arm was heavy across her back. His fingers moved in slow, absent strokes along the ridge of her spine, each pass feeding the low current that had been building between them for days. The monitors continued their steady, indifferent rhythm. Beyond the reinforced door, the security detail held position. Across the city, her father sat under protection and tried to sleep inside a life that had been rewritten without his co
One Night With My Fiancé Ruthless Uncle Chapter Thirty Four : Twelve Seconds
The phone felt heavier than it should have in Jennifer’s hand.She stood near the window of the private suite while Carter watched her from the bed, his expression carved from pain and cold focus. The security officer’s report still echoed in the room. A woman. Twelve seconds. Close enough to speak. Close enough to make the abstract threat of a photograph into something that had breathed the same air as her father.Jennifer dialed.Antonio Reyes answered on the second ring. His voice carried the particular strain of a man trying very hard to sound calm for his daughter’s sake.“Jennifer.”“Dad.” She closed her eyes. “Are you alright?”“I’m fine. A little rattled. These people with you—they’re thorough. I’ll give them that.” A pause. “She said her name was Helen. Claimed we worked together on a vendor reconciliation project eight years ago. I didn’t recognize her. Before I could say that, your new friends stepped in and the conversation was over.”Twelve seconds. Long enough to plant a
One Night With My Fiancé Ruthless Uncle Chapter Thirty Three: The Cost Of Protection
The private hospital suite had taken on the quality of a bunker.Jennifer stood at the narrow window with her arms wrapped around herself, watching the late-afternoon light harden across the city. Somewhere out there her father was sitting under the watch of strangers with guns and earpieces because she had chosen to stand in a boardroom and speak her mother’s name. The knowledge sat in her chest like a stone she could neither swallow nor cough up.Behind her, Carter shifted against the raised bed and bit off a low sound of pain. The morning’s exertion—the board, the elevators, the sheer force of will required to remain upright while the vote unfolded—had come due with interest. The nurses had increased his pain management against his preference. Even so, the grey undertone had not left his skin.Jennifer turned from the window and crossed to him. His eyes tracked her immediately, the same focused intensity that had become as familiar as her own pulse. When she sat on the edge of the
One Night With My Fiancé Ruthless Uncle Chapter Thirty Two: Bloodlines
The sedan cut through midday traffic with the kind of controlled urgency that made other drivers yield without understanding why.Jennifer sat rigidly between the two men, phone still clenched in her hand, the image of her father at the café burned into the back of her eyes. Antonio Reyes—gentle, greying, still recovering from the stress that had nearly destroyed his company—captured through a long lens like a target being marked. The unknown man across from him. The timestamp. The message that had turned a boardroom victory into something cold and personal.*Everyone has someone they want to protect.*Carter’s voice was low and precise as he spoke into the secure line connected to his own security team. “I want a protective detail on Antonio Reyes within the next fifteen minutes. Full coverage. Residential, office, transit. If he resists, you explain that his daughter’s current situation has made him a secondary target. Do not take no for an answer.”Gerald was already on his own pho
One Night With My Fiancé Ruthless Uncle Chapter Thirty One: The Vote
The boardroom had become a pressure chamber.Jennifer stood perfectly still as the formal vote began. One by one, the members of the Kane Holdings board spoke their positions into the tense air. Some voices were steady. Others carried the slight tremor of people who understood they were choosing a side that could not be unchosen later.Prestwick recorded each response with clinical precision.The first three votes landed in favor of suspending Margaret Kane’s remaining authority and authorizing full forensic preservation of the records. The fourth member—an older man who had always struck Jennifer as permanently uncomfortable with conflict—hesitated long enough for the silence to turn sharp before he aligned with the majority. The sharp-featured woman who had challenged Carter earlier voted against, her tone clipped with warning about liability and due process. Two more followed her lead.The room split.Jennifer counted silently as the remaining members spoke. Carter’s presence at he
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