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Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Funeral dirge
Layla frowned faintly.“My choice?”“Yes.”His gaze held hers without flinching.“You will decide what comes next first.”Her breath caught in her throat because suddenly the weight shifted from him to her.Layla looked away, her mind racing, her heart still broken and bleeding but now something else was mixed in — a dangerous spark of power. And that terrified her more than anything.“I don’t know what I want,” she admitted.Her voice was smaller now,not weak but just… honest.Elias softened, just a fraction.“That’s okay.”She looked back at him.“Is it?”“Yes.”A gentle pause.“You don’t have to decide today.”Layla swallowed hard.That was the first thing anyone had said to her since the gunshots that didn’t feel like pressure but still, something wasn’t settled.She turned her head slightly toward the door where they had taken Ross, Liam, and Margaret. The people resp
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Your Choice
The silence that followed her question felt like the world itself had paused to listen.What happens now?Layla didn’t look at Elias when she said it.Her eyes were still on Ross,cold and unblinking, as if she could burn holes through him with nothing but her gaze. The air in the warehouse felt thicker, heavier, charged with the metallic scent of blood and the raw fear of three broken people chained before her.Elias studied her carefully. There was no trembling anymore. No fresh tears sliding down her cheeks,no hesitation in her voice.Just… stillness.A cold, controlled, terrifying stillness that made even him pause. And he understood instantly.This wasn’t the grief-stricken girl who had collapsed in his arms the night before. This wasn’t the Layla who had screamed and pushed him away in pain.This was something else.“What happens now,” Elias repeated slowly with his vo
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle The truth
Layla’s eyes shifted slowly to the last man in the room.Ross.He had been silent until now,watching everything unfold with a dark, unreadable expression.“It wasn’t us Layla!.” Liam continued. “It was my father! He’s the one who ordered it! He’s the one who sent those men! Release me and my mom! We had nothing to do with it! He’s the guilty one! He did this because Elias was destroying our company! Please, Layla! Tell Elias to let us go!”Ross Carter, who had been sitting silently in the corner with his hands and feet chained, suddenly looked shocked. His face twisted with disbelief and fury as he heard his own son throwing him under the bus so quickly.“Liam!” Ross barked, his voice hoarse but sharp. “Shut your mouth!”But Liam turned on his father, his eyes wild with fear and self-preservation.“No!” Liam snapped back, his voice shaking. “I’m not taking the blame for this! You think I’m going down for something I didn’t do?. It was you! You ordered those people to kill Layla’s fami
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Questioning
Layla suddenly turned to Elias.“Where is Liam?” she asked. Her voice was quiet, but there was a cold edge to it that hadn’t been there before.Elias stared at her for a long moment. He looked at her for a long second—his gaze unreadable, heavy, searching her face like he was trying to measure something deeper than her question.He didn’t take her hand this time. He simply gave a small nod and began walking deeper into the warehouse and Layla followed without hesitation. Marcus fell into step behind them, his blood-stained hands hanging loosely at his sides.The corridor narrowed as the air grew thicker and more oppressive. The stench of blood and fear intensified. They passed several locked metal doors before Marcus stepped forward,unlocked the one at the very end and pushed the heavy door open with a loud creak.They entered a larger, dimly lit room. Layla's eyes adjusted slowly to the dim light—And then she saw them.The first person Layla’s eyes landed on was Mrs. Carter.She sa
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle The Warehouse
The words hung between them like a promise and a threat at the same time.Layla didn’t ask any more questions. She simply turned her face toward the window again, but something new flickered in her cold eyes.Anticipation.The car continued driving through the city, heading toward the outskirts where the warehouse waited — the place where the men who had destroyed her family were being held.Elias watched her silently. He knew what was coming and he was ready to let her decide how far they would go.The black car glided through the city streets, moving away from the familiar neighborhoods and into the industrial outskirts. The sun had already begun its slow descent, painting the sky in deep oranges and purples that bled into the horizon. Inside the vehicle, silence hung heavy between Layla and Elias.Layla sat by the window, her forehead occasionally resting against the cool glass. The world outside blurred past — abandoned factories, rusted fences, empty lots overgrown with weeds. S
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Crime scene
“Come in.”Elias’s voice was calm and low as he answered the knock on the door. He remained seated beside Layla’s hospital bed with one hand still resting protectively near hers.The door opened slowly, and the doctor from earlier entered, holding a clipboard. He gave both of them a polite nod, his expression professional but kind.“Good morning Mr. Thorne,” the doctor greeted.Elias nodded. “Good morning,How are you feeling today, Miss Layla?”Layla didn’t answer immediately. She simply looked at him with tired, shadowed eyes. Elias gently helped her sit up a little straighter against the pillows.The doctor performed a quick check — listening to her heart, checking her blood pressure, shining a small light into her eyes. He asked a few simple questions about dizziness, headaches, and nausea. Layla answered in short, quiet words.After the examination, the doctor pulled up a chair and sat down, facing them both.“Your collapse last night was due to extreme emotional shock and physi
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle The scent of lies
The world narrowed instantly. Elias froze—just for a fraction of a second,then his hand came up steadying Layla at her waist.The kiss deepened slightly,not rushed but intentional,like a line being crossed that couldn’t be uncrossed.Layla’s pulse thundered while her fingers curled lightly into the
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Titan
Soft light filtered through the curtains when Layla woke.For a second, she forgot where she was.Then she saw the unfamiliar ceiling.Yesterday.He had prepared this yesterday.Her pulse steadied slowly.She sat up, brushing her fingers through her hair, listening. There was no shouting or slamming
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle "I'll stay."
The words settled over Layla like a brand.Mine.Her pulse roared in her ears.“You don’t get to decide that,” she whispered, though her voice lacked strength.“I already did.” Elias said as his head tilted slightly.Layla's chest rose and fell quickly.“This isn’t how people work,” she said. “You
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle "You're mine."
Liam froze. The sound was calm, but laced with unmistakable authority. His eyes darted to the figure emerging from the shadows. A man in a perfectly tailored suit while on a rigid posture with a sharp gaze.Liam’s jaw tightened as recognition flickered in his eyes. “You… you work for my uncle,” he
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