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Sweet Unhappy Heart 022
Third person's POV The phone rang again.A second buzz, then a third, slicing through the heavy silence in Jackson Maddox’s bedroom like a blade. He lay still, his body stiff against the mattress, the same shirt from yesterday clinging to his back with sweat. He hadn’t showered. He hadn’t eaten. Sleep had only come in patches, haunted and brief.He rolled onto his side, staring at the glowing screen.Unknown Caller.His stomach knotted. He knew. Somehow, even before he answered, he knew.With a slow breath, he picked up. “Hello?”At first, only static answered. Then a voice—filtered, metallic, impossible to trace—emerged.“Jackson Maddox.”He sat up, heart thudding. “Who is this?”“You already know.” The voice was low, deliberate. “You got the pictures. That’s just the beginning.”His throat dried instantly. He could still see them in his mind: the vivid, undeniable photos of him and Liam. Kissing. Naked. Touching. Intimate in ways the world—and especially their families—weren’t supp
Sweet Unhappy Heart 021
Third Person POVJackson was barely down the hallway when the vibration hit his pocket. One buzz. Then another. Then two more in quick succession.He pulled his phone out with a lazy swipe, intending to ignore it. But what greeted him on the screen made his breath catch in his throat.Four new messages.Four fucking photos.The thumbnails were small, but his heart recognized the images before his brain could process them.Him.Liam.In the front seat of the car.Clothes off.Bodies wrapped in sin.Jackson’s hand trembled.He tapped one open. It was taken from a distance, maybe from another car—or some goddamn drone? He couldn’t tell. But it was clear. It was them. Liam’s hand around his throat, Jackson’s head tipped back, lips parted, the kind of picture you couldn’t explain as anything else but sex. Hot. Raw. Messy.The messages came from an unknown number.“Does Avery know where Liam really puts his dick?”His heart damn near stopped.Who the fuck had their pictures?Who had followe
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Third Person POV“Who are you meeting with that late?” Avery’s voice sliced through the tension in the air, sharp and unforgiving, her arms folded tightly across her chest. She leaned against the bedroom doorframe, her eyes narrowing as Liam turned away from the mirror where he was loosening his tie.She had waited. Waited for him to come home, waited for the silence in the room to grow heavy enough to suffocate her, waited for the perfect moment to confront him.Liam let out a soft, calculated smile. His expression was relaxed, almost too relaxed—as if he'd rehearsed this conversation in the mirror a hundred times.“My cousin sister,” he said, calmly. “Her name is Vivian. I know you probably don’t remember her. She’s on my dad’s side. She just moved back from the UK and is going through some… financial mess. I just dropped off a few things.”Avery’s jaw clenched. Her teeth ground behind the gloss of her lips. “Vivian?” she echoed, her tone disbelieving. “A cousin I’ve never heard of
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Third‑Person POVAstor Sinclair’s voice echoed softly in the long foyer, its calm measured to either soothe or command.“Now,” he said, lowering his glass, “why don’t you all take a breath… and tell Daddy everything.”A chill ran through the room, as though the walls themselves expected confession. Avery stood as still as a marble statue, but Astor’s eyes were sharp—trained to detect fissures in even the calmest demeanor.She hesitated, took a breath.“Dad,” she began quietly, “when Liam got home after work… well, I was setting the table. I wanted us to have dinner alone. It’s been a while since I saw my fiancé smile. I thought sitting down with him—just the two of us—would bring us some closure. A reset.” Her voice tightened. “But after dinner, Liam told me he was going outside for a smoke. I didn’t want to stop him—I’m not raising a child. But… he was gone for two hours. When he came back, he claimed to have run into business partners—‘from across the world,’ he said. Only…” she pau
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Third-Person POVThe leather seat still bore the heat of their bodies.Liam hadn’t moved for a full minute, his skin sticking to the car’s interior, sweat drying too slowly as his chest rose and fell like he’d run miles uphill. The taste of Jackson still lingered on his tongue—warm, heady, forbidden. A part of him wanted to rewind time and do it all over again, slower this time, filthier. Another part of him? It was already regretting everything.The heavy silence in the car pressed in around them.Jackson had zipped up his pants, scrubbed a hand through his tousled dark hair, and rested his head against the steering wheel like he was seconds away from slamming it against the dashboard. He didn’t say anything. Not thank you, not what now, not we shouldn’t have. Just silence.That’s when Liam noticed it.The sleek, dark outline of a black SUV slid out from behind a cluster of trees on the other side of the empty lot. It moved too quietly. The windows were tinted like night and no l
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Note by: This chapter is explicitly written. Third Person POV Liam exhaled deeply, rolling the window down as the city night crept into the car. The amber of the cigarette glowed between his fingers as the driver took a left into Glover Street. The lights of Haven Bar spilled out like liquid gold. Liam stepped out without a word. Inside, the place reeked of expensive whiskey, twisted intentions, and forbidden meetings. Liam strode to the bar, ordered two bourbons, and downed one in one swig. The second stayed in his hand, untouched. Then the door opened. Jackson. Dressed in a black shirt rolled at the sleeves, no tie, wristwatch gleaming like a dagger's promise. He walked like he owned the air, like his name was printed in the dust of the walls. “You came,” Liam muttered. Jackson didn’t answer immediately. He moved close, brushing against Liam’s arm as he ordered a whiskey of his own. “Thought I made myself clear the last time we talked, babe.” “Liam,” he snappe
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