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Chapter 88: The Girl in His Bed

Author: Judith C-Tagoe
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 23:59:56

Diana’s POV

The moment Gordon stepped out of the room, the quiet returned, a quiet too heavy, too sharp, almost accusing. I eased myself back into the bed and pulled the blanket up to my chin, trying to cocoon myself from the chaos outside these four walls. My head rested on the pillow, but my mind refused to settle. Thoughts spiralled, circling the same questions I’d failed to outrun all evening.

The call.

The woman’s voice.

The threats.

The trap at Rosstle Bar.

And above everything stood one name, Lucas Warren. A man born into wealth, power, and structure. A man who could silence an entire room with a single look. So why would someone like him resort to cheap intimidation? Why lure me in the dark, corner me like prey, threaten me through someone else? Why pick a method so reckless, so beneath him?

None of it added up.

I turned on my side, facing the wall, pulling the blanket tighter. The pregnancy was draining me faster these days, exhaustion constantly humming under my skin. Eventu
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