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Chapter 43: Let's Play Your Game
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Shotgun Wedding Chapter 56: Identity Reveal
Diana’s POVThe restaurant smelled faintly of lemon and rosemary. Soft jazz curled through the air, the kind that made conversation feel private even in a crowd. I’d chosen a corner table, hidden, but not suspiciously so, and insisted Henry join me instead of waiting in the car.He’d argued at first, of course. Bodyguards always did. But I wasn’t in the mood to eat alone.“Sit,” I told him with a half-smile, motioning to the chair opposite mine. “Please. I’d rather have company.”He hesitated, then sat, posture straight, eyes alert, still very much the professional.“You know…” I began, my voice softer than I intended, “I feel oddly comfortable around you. It’s easy to talk to you — like I could tell you anything.”He smiled faintly. “I’m flattered, Ms Katherine.”“Just Katherine,” I corrected. “Please.”He inclined his head. “Alright, Katherine.”My gaze dropped to the tablecloth, fingers tracing the edge of the menu. “You remind me of someone I miss.”“Who?” he asked. “Maybe I coul
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 55: The Kiss That Bought Freedom
Diana’s POVI finished up the last of my work and picked up my phone, my legs crossed neatly over one another. The office was quiet, save for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the distant chatter from the floor below. I needed a distraction. I opened my browser and searched for the latest update on Charles Moore.The headline alone was enough to make my stomach twist:“Charles Moore Exposed: Living a Double Life as Orevelle’s Board Member.”I clicked. The article was brutal.“It appears Mr Charles Moore was living a double life for years, one of luxury, one of frailty. Colleagues at Orevelle knew him as Frederick Gibbson: long hair, ducktail beard, thick eyebrows, heavy lashes. A disguise so effective, even his closest associates never suspected a thing.”“Wow,” I whispered, leaning back in my chair. “So people really do that? Two faces. One strong, one dying. Like they’re twenty seconds from the grave in one body, and running marathons in the other.”I scrolled past the story
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 54: The Woman Who Knew Too Much
Third Person POVThe morning light crept into the Smith mansion, quiet and deceptive, spilling across the walls of Mrs Smith’s bedroom. She sat at the edge of her bed, one hand clutching her phone, the other pressed to her temple. It had been hours since she last heard from Tracy, and the silence gnawed at her nerves.When she could no longer bear it, she dialled.The call connected after two rings.“Mum,” Tracy’s voice came low, shaken.“Tracy, what’s happening? I’ve been waiting for your call all morning,” Mrs Smith said, her tone calm but lined with worry.“It’s bad,” Tracy whispered. “I’ll have to get Charles out of the country. If he stays, the police will arrest him.”Mrs Smith straightened. “Where are you now?”“At a motel,” her daughter replied quickly. “Somewhere quiet. No one will think to look here.”Mrs Smith exhaled through her nose. “Tell me everything. From the beginning.”“Charles said masked men broke into the house last night. They sedated the guards, disabled the se
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 53: Small Victories
Diana’s POVMorning came too quickly.Light leaked through the curtains in thin, silvery streaks, painting the room in fragments of dawn. Something heavy rested across my waist. Warm. Alive. A slow, steady breath ghosted the back of my neck.I froze.“Gordon?”A low grunt answered, half asleep, half possessive.My eyes snapped open. His arm was still draped over me.“What are you doing in my bed?” I asked, voice sharp, though I barely recognised it myself.He shifted behind me, the mattress dipping beneath his weight. “Look around,” he murmured, pulling his arm away. “You’re in my bed.”My heart stumbled. I sat up quickly, scanning the room, the headboard, the faint scent of his cologne, the expensive stillness. He was right. I was in his bed.The couch across the room still held the pillow and blanket I’d used last night. My mind scrambled for answers. How did I.......?“Don’t play games with me, Gordon,” I said, swinging my legs off the bed. “How did I end up here?”He gave a small,
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 52: You Are My Wife
Diana’s POVThe footsteps were coming closer. Heavy. Certain. Not the light, noiseless rhythm of the servants who moved like ghosts through the halls. Gordon.My pulse quickened. My gaze darted across the bathroom. Where could I hide it? The pregnancy test results still sat on the counter, mocking me with the truth I wasn’t ready to face.The bin, no, too obvious. The cabinet above the sink, he’d find it. My eyes fell on the one beneath the basin. I knelt, opened it, and slid the cartridge deep behind a stack of folded towels. Then I tore the test kit box into strips, shredding it until it was unrecognisable before dropping the remains into the bin.The bedroom door opened. His presence filled the air before I saw him. The bathroom door creaked, and Gordon’s head appeared through the crack. I turned, toothbrush and toothpaste in hand, feigning calm.“Why didn’t you wait for me?” he asked.“It was five,” I replied, keeping my tone light. “You were still in your meeting. I was tired.”H
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 51: Echoes of Exposure
Third Person POVThe late afternoon sun spilled gold through the glass facade of Smith Holdings, glinting against the line of luxury cars in the private lot. Inside one of them, a black Rolls-Royce, Lucas Warren sat behind the wheel, a soft smile playing at the edge of his mouth as he pressed a phone to his ear.“Dad, I’m in,” he said quietly.Static hummed, then his father’s deep voice cut through the line.“That’s good, Lucas. You’re close enough now to protect her. But remember, you can’t stay there long. Do what you must, then get yourself and Diana out of that mansion. There’s something rotten in that Smith empire.”“Understood,” Lucas replied, before the call ended.He leaned back, exhaling. The mask of calm slipped for just a second. His eyes shifted toward the rearview mirror and froze. A man had just entered the car parked two spaces down. Lucas recognised the face. He’d seen him earlier, stepping into Diana’s office when he was heading to the elevator.His instincts sharpene
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