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Chapter Forty-two
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2026-06-07 01:49:48
Mimi's penIs it just me going head over heels for Ryder's possessiveness over Kayla. 😖😭
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Ten nights with the call boy Chapter sixty -five
Ryder POV The next morning. I shifted on the hard hospital chair as I finally drifted awake. My neck cracked. My back ached. My hands were still crossed with Kayla’s on top of the thin blanket. I hadn’t let go all night. I sat upright, wincing at the stiffness in my spine, and looked at her. She still winced in her sleep and turned slightly each time the nurses adjusted her IV or checked her vitals. Every small movement sent pain across her face. My heart ached all over again when I saw her. Her face was swollen. Bruised. Black and purple bloomed under her eyes and along her jaw. It wasn’t Kayla. Not the Kayla I knew. This woman looked fragile, broken, like glass that had been dropped and glued back together. It was all my fault. It was all my fault she had to go through this. All my fault she had to endure pain and agony. All my fault she flinched in her slumber, breathing fast, because she was trapped in a terrible nightmare I couldn’t pull her out of. All of this because I
Ten nights with the call boy Chapter sixty -four
Author POVWhen Hewitt paused, Ryder’s legs gave out.His breath seized in his chest like someone had wrapped barbed wire around his ribs and pulled tight. For one horrible second the whole hospital hallway tilted. The fluorescent lights above him buzzed louder. The smell of antiseptic burned his nose.He stumbled. His hand shot out and gripped the edge of a plastic chair bolted to the floor. The chair screeched against the linoleum, the sound cutting through the silence.Doctor Hewitt stopped mid-sentence when he saw Ryder’s face.. The way his jaw locked. The way his eyes went glassy but refused to blink. The way his whole body was holding itself together by sheer force of will.Hewitt’s voice cracked like the words themselves could shatter Ryder into a million pieces.“I don’t think you're man enough right now, Mr. Brooks.” He dragged the words out slowly, like he was pulling a cigar between his teeth. His tone was clinical, but his eyes were tired. Old. “I know you’re scared. But y
Ten nights with the call boy Chapter sixty -three
Author POV The whole place reeked of rust and damp concrete the second the door was wrenched open. Jaden’s head snapped up. The metal rod was still in his hand, frozen mid-air. Kayla’s face was hidden behind her disheveled hair. Her body sat slumped in the chair, almost lifeless. Rope burns darkened her wrists. Blood had dried at the corner of her mouth. “Kayla…” The name tore out of the man’s throat like a prayer at once. “You fucking bastard,” he growled when he saw her state. His eyes burned with fury. “Who the fuck are you?” Jaden demanded. The rod clattered to the floor with a heavy, metallic clang that echoed through the empty warehouse. The man didn’t answer. He walked in with huge, calculated steps. No wasted motion. He tossed his tailored suit jacket to the ground and rolled up his sleeves. The tendons in his forearms flexed. In a split second, Jaden was airborne. The man’s fist connected with his jaw and sent him flying. Jaden’s back slammed hard against
Ten nights with the call boy Chapter sixty -two
Kayla POVI jerked awake from the cold, suffocating slumber.For a moment my mind was dazed. Foggy. Clueless. Like I was floating somewhere between awake and dead.My throat was dry. So dry my chest hurt with every breath. The pain cut through me like glass. I blinked repeatedly, trying to clear my vision as the scene before I passed out flashed behind my eyes.The porch. The rain. The man in the hoodie. His hand over my nose. My breathing seized when I looked around.I tried to stand. Only then did I realize the rope biting into my wrists, tying me firmly to a metal chair. I yanked against it. Pulled until my shoulders screamed. Tried to free myself. Tried to remember how to be brave.Then I remembered who took me.It was futile. I looked around the empty warehouse. Concrete walls. No windows. One flickering bulb overhead that buzzed like a dying insect. The smell of rust and damp hit my nose.My chest tightened when I saw him.Jaden.Smoke puffed from his face as he dragged on a c
Ten nights with the call boy Chapter sixty -one
Author POVThe whole world spun in Ryder’s eyes.“Kayla!”His voice tore out of his throat, raw and desperate. It echoed off the concrete walls and vanished into the rain. He had just seen her. Two minutes ago. Standing on the porch, an umbrella tilted over her head, her phone’s flashlight glowing against her face. She’d waved at him. Small. Tired. Alive.Now all he could see was her bent umbrella on the wet concrete. Her phonescreen cracked. Flashlight dead.The rain poured down his body in sheets. Cold water ran down his neck, soaked his shirt, and filled his shoes. But he wasn’t shivering from the cold. He was shivering because she was gone.His chest tightened until it hurt to breathe. He walked in circles around the porch, around the car, around the house. Searching. Praying this was some sick joke.“Kayla…” The name cracked. “If you’re playing, this is not a joke. Kayla, please…”Silence. Only rain. Only thunder rolling low in the distance.He moved to the other side of the hou
Ten nights with the call boy Chapter sixty
Author POV Ryder stared at her. He wished he could lie. God, he wished he could smile and tell her it was nothing. That Liam was wrong. That Flora’s phone was a dead end. That Kayla was safe. But he couldn’t. His phone still lay in his hand. The screen was dark now, but the message burned behind his eyes. Liam’s words. Three words that changed everything: “We know who it is" Kayla tilted her head. Her brow cocked. Suspicion flickered in her eyes, softened by exhaustion. “Aren’t you going to tell me what’s wrong?” Her voice was small. Worried. He forced a smile. It felt wrong on his face. “I will. Soon. When I verify everything with Liam.” His voice came out carefully. Measured. The kind of voice men used when they were about to deliver bad news. “Why can’t you tell me now?” She stood straighter. Anger crept into her tone. “Who’s responsible for the death of my unborn child, Ryder? Who?” She stared at him. Waiting,begging. Hoping the answer wouldn’t destroy her. “Why don’t
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