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Chapter 93: The Groomed Villain
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Shotgun Wedding Chapter 96: Behind the Warren Name
Third Person's POVLucas arrived at the Warren mansion with footsteps too calm for the storm he carried. The marble foyer gleamed beneath chandeliers, pristine and deceitfully peaceful. His mother emerged from the sitting room, pearls resting perfectly on her collarbone, the image of grace, the illusion of purity.“Lucas, I didn’t know you were coming around today,” she said with a warm smile.Lucas simply stared.His pulse hammered as the memory resurfaced, the whisper of a broken man strapped to a chair earlier that day:“It’s your mother… she ordered the abduction. Diana. Her blood is rare. They want the marrow from the babies. To save your brother.”A brother Lucas never knew existed.“Lucas!” Mrs Warren called again, snapping him back.He blinked once, composure sliding into place like armour. “Forgive me, I fazed out.”Before she could pry further, another voice cut in.“Ah, Lucas ...... you’re here,” Eric Jones announced, descending the stairs with his usual smug confidence. He
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 95: A Trap Wrapped in Apology
Diana's POVThe car rolled to a stop outside Gordon’s apartment, pristine glass, high walls, the illusion of sanctuary polished into every inch of the facade. But to me, it was a threat dressed in sophistication. My instincts screamed to turn around, walk away, run if I had to… but my legs grounded themselves like I’d taken root in cement.“This is forward momentum,” I reminded myself silently. “This is one more step into the truth.”Gordon came around the car, his polished shoes crunching against the gravel as though each step carried weight he couldn’t afford to drop. His hand found my shoulder. Warm. Too familiar.“Let’s go,” he said quietly.I kept my eyes on his hand for a beat before forcing myself to look at his face. The hope in his expression made something uneasy coil in my stomach. I nodded anyway.We walked towards the front door, the atmosphere tightening like an elevator dropping too fast.“Diana,” he murmured, as if preparing me, “my mum and Tracy are inside.”I froze m
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 94: My Escape Screamed Danger
Diana’s POVConsciousness returned like a cold slap.The familiar ceiling loomed above me, sterile and smooth, a reminder that I hadn’t escaped anything, not truly. Lucas’s safehouse still held me like a quiet cage. The sheets beneath me were soft, the lighting warm… but comfort had teeth here.I pushed up slowly, back hitting the headboard. My body felt off, like my blood wasn’t syncing right with the world around me. A leftover chemical pulse hummed through my veins, a silent reminder of hands grabbing me, a needle… and Lucas bursting in just in time.Or exactly on time?I refused to be a pawn. I’d been preyed on enough, by fate, by powerful men who thought they could control me, by this relentless nightmare disguised as protection.Not anymore.I swung my legs down and rose, feet hitting the floor with purpose. Every movement was measured and careful. I wasn’t going to let panic betray me.I cracked the door open and peered out. Empty.Good.Stepping into the corridor felt like ste
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 93: The Groomed Villain
Third Person's POVLucas burst back into the shadowy room, breath ragged, fury blazing beneath the calm mask he wore like armour. The two men who had taken Diana lay sprawled across the floor, still fighting the effects of the sedative he shot them with, but not for long. Lucas didn’t spare them a second look.He dropped to his knees beside Diana.“Diana. Stay with me,” he murmured urgently, cradling her head with shaking hands.Her skin was cold. Too cold.He fumbled in his pocket, retrieving the tiny vial he had earlier gotten from the doctor for this moment. When her lips wouldn’t cooperate, he pressed his mouth to hers, transferring the bitter liquid directly. A gentle slap of his fingers across her cheeks.“Come on. Wake up… please.”Her lashes fluttered, a ghost of awareness… then darkness reclaimed her. Lucas swallowed the surge of panic threatening to choke him. He laid her carefully onto the bed, and with one last brush of his thumb against her cheek, stood.There were other
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 92: What They Want from Me
Diana’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the silence. Thick, unnerving, unbroken. I opened my eyes slowly, my head heavy and fuzzy, and blinked against the soft, golden light spilling from hidden lamps. The room was quiet, almost pristine, too perfect. A faint scent of lavender clung to the air, mixed with the subtle tang of antiseptic.I tried to sit up, wincing as a dull ache ran through my belly. My hands instinctively went to it, cradling the invisible weight of the twins, and I shivered. They were safe, for now, but everything else wasn’t. Not this room, not the people around me, not even Lucas.“Where… am I?” I murmured, my voice hoarse.No answer. Only the whisper of air through hidden vents, the soft hum of some unknown machinery. My pulse picked up, a rapid tattoo that reminded me how alive I was, and how vulnerable.I forced my body upright, scanning the room. It looked almost like a suite in a luxury hotel: muted grey walls, polished hardwood floors, a large bed with immac
Shotgun Wedding Chapter 91: Trust in Ashes
Diana's POVI woke the next morning to a silence too hollow to feel like peace. For a heartbeat, I lay there, absorbing the echo of last night, my sobbing, Lucas’s voice cracking under strain, the doctor’s cold recommendation ringing beneath my skin.Then instinct drew my palm to my belly.My babies. My responsibility now.I couldn’t afford another breakdown, not when the world had teeth poised at my throat.I slipped out of bed, my legs steadier than I expected. A shower washed away the tears but not the betrayal lodged under my ribs like a blade. I pulled on a simple grey office dress; my stomach was still flat enough to hide the truth growing inside me. One last glance in the mirror confirmed what I needed: composure, armour, distance.Both sets of documents, Gordon’s and Lucas’s, went into my bag. Their lies and truths between them weighed heavier than any weapon.When I opened the bedroom door, Lucas stood there, blocking the threshold, holding a tray of breakfast like some painf
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