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2026-05-06 01:20:24
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Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Silence
Margaret’s face went deathly pale.“No… please… don’t take me… I didn’t do anything… please!”She begged incoherently as rough hands grabbed her arms and hauled her to her feet. Her legs barely supported her. She cried harder, pleading, falling apart completely in front of her son.“I don’t want to die… please… I’ll do anything… I have money… I can give you whatever you want… please don’t do this…”Her words spilled over each other in a frantic, pathetic stream. Tears streamed down her ruined face, cutting clean paths through the mascara and dirt.Liam was pushed down beside her.He didn’t fight or shout. He just sat there, slumped against the chair, breathing slowly and deliberately, like he was trying to hold onto the last fragile piece of control he had left in this world.Margaret turned to him, eyes wide and filled with raw terror.“Liam… please… say something… do something… you’re my son…”He didn’t look at her at first.Then, slowly — painfully — he turned his head. His bloodsh
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Your fault
The warehouse felt colder now,like something important had just been taken out of it—and what remained was nothing but aftermath. Margaret sat on the floor. Her back pressed against the wall,her hands still trembling,her breathing uneven. She hadn’t stopped shaking since they dragged her out of that room,since they separated her from Ross,and since she heard the door close behind him. She knew,even without seeing or hearing. She knew Ross was gone. “No…” she whispered to herself. Her voice cracked. “He can’t just—he can’t—” Her words dissolved into broken breaths because deep down— She understood something she didn’t want to accept. Ross had always lived by power and men like him didn’t beg or survive mercy. Just then, A sudden sound of chains made her flinch. Across the room, Liam sat slumped against the metal chair they had forced him into. His wrists were bound tightly in front of him, ankles chained to the legs of the chair. His head hung low, dark hair f
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle One more time
The words hung in the air between them. Layla didn’t respond right away. Her fingers twitched slightly at her sides. Then, slowly, she turned. Her eyes met his and for the first time since the gunshots tore her life apart, he saw the emptiness clearly. “Is it?” she asked. Her voice was soft and flat. Elias held her gaze. “Yes.” A long pause stretched between them. Layla tilted her head slightly, as if testing the weight of his answer. “As simple as that?” There was something in her tone now,not confusion or disbelief. Just… distance,like she was observing her own life from outside her body. Elias didn’t answer immediately because he knew the truth — nothing about this was simple. Nothing about any of this had ever been simple. Layla looked away from him. Her gaze drifted down the long corridor, toward the exit, toward a world that no longer felt like hers. “My mom is still dead,” she said quietly,each word landing slowly, deliberately. “My dad is still gone. My sister is
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle End of innocence
The words landed differently this time.Layla froze. Her breath caught in her throat.“What?”Ross leaned forward slightly, the chains rattling.“As long as you were connected to Elias, you were a risk. He destroyed my company because of you. You think if you had stayed away from him, this wouldn’t have happened?”Silence stretched between them.Then he delivered the final blow.“You’re wrong. I would have removed the threat either way.”The room felt like it was closing in. Layla’s vision blurred at the edges. Her heart hammered wildly but she forced herself to stay present and listen because she needed to hear every word. She needed to carry this truth with her for the rest of her life.Ross’s gaze never softened.“There are no innocent people in this world,” he said. “Only those who haven’t been targeted yet.”Layla shook her head slowly, almost imperceptibly.“No…” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “That’s not true.”Ross didn’t argue. He didn’t need to. In his world, it was g
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 Power
The boardroom no longer felt like a place of power. It felt like a battlefield and Ross Carter was losing. As almost all the board members left,the tension in the room had shifted from controlled concern to something far worse—panic, barely restrained beneath forced professionalism. Papers were sca
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle When power moves
Miles away from the mess Layla was stuck in, the city Elias was in felt just as heavy. No peace. No calm. Just tall glass towers stabbing the sky, catching the last dying orange of the evening sun. The streets below hummed with money—quiet money, sharp money, the kind that never shouts but alway
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Scared
“It means you’re grounded.”Layla blinked.“…what?”“You heard me.”Her chest tightened.“Dad, you can’t be serious.”“Oh, I’m very serious.”Her mother looked between them, shaken.“Maybe we should—”“No,” her father said firmly.“This ends now.”Layla shook her head.“No, it doesn’t.”Her father
Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle Another Rumor
The next morning felt different. No one was watching her anymore and she felt the moment she stepped out for school. But then,when Layla stepped into the school gates. She equally noticed that something else was different. Whispers started immediately,not loud,not obvious but noticeable enough that
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