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Freya’s Dad
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2025-08-30 17:12:00The room felt suddenly smaller, like the walls had leaned in, waiting for my reaction. My heart pounded in my chest not because of what he said exactly, but because of how he said it.
Like it meant more. Like I meant more.
But I couldn’t let that mess with my head. Not now.
I slowly broke away from his grip, peeling my hand from his as if it burned.
Taking a few steps back, I looked at him trying to understand the expression in his eyes, but I couldn't. And maybe I didn’t want to.
“How could you even think of that in this kind of situation?” I said
He scoffed lightly, leaning back as he sat on the bed, staring up at me with that familiar nonchalance that always made me want to shake him.
“Think of what ?” he asked, his tone just shy of sarcastic. “I only asked you to stay with me tonight. What are you thi
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The Billionaire’s Contracted Bride Last Moment
I stood frozen, unable to move from where I was as the room filled with urgency. The doctor rushed in first, followed by a team of nurses and then Kyle. My eyes were still glued to DK’s body on the bed, his chest motionless, his hand still slightly outstretched as if he had been reaching for something. For me.I took a few shaky steps backward, almost stumbling, as I watched the doctor place the defibrillator pads on DK’s chest.“One… two… three!” he called, and I saw DK’s chest jerk upward from the shock, then fall back again. His body looked so fragile, too still, like it could break into pieces with just one wrong touch.My hands began to tremble violently, and I didn’t even realize Kyle had stepped beside me until I felt his hand wrap gently around mine. His grip was firm, grounding but I couldn’t feel anything except the stabbing ache that spread through my chest.Why was this happening?Why now?Why him?I tried to steady my breathing, but it was no use. The room felt smaller, s
The Billionaire’s Contracted Bride The Digging
I looked at him waiting.Not blinking, not breathing too hard, just… waiting. Like if I watched close enough, I could catch the flicker of a lie in his eyes.But Kyle just stared back “Well, the answer you’re looking for is no. I wasn’t the one who gave the police any disc.” He saidSimple. Clean. No hesitation. And somehow… that made it harder to believe.I leaned back against the seat, trying to mask the unease twisting in my chest. He could be lying. Or telling the truth. And the worst part? I honestly didn’t know which would feel worse.If it wasn’t him… then who?My mind started racing. Names blurred through my thoughts until one stuck: Lucas. Could he be the one?Kyle interrupted my train of thought, still staring at me. “So… can we go now?”Before I could answer, my phone lit up again. I exhaled softly and glanced at the screen. Vivian. Grateful for the excuse to turn away from him, I picked up.“Hey Naina,” her voice came through, light but slightly rushed, “just wanted t
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As Kyle walked in, he didn’t look the least bit surprised to see me like he expected it. He made his way toward us and glanced at the officer who was about to escort Mrs. Prescott out.“Ten more minutes,” Kyle said simply.The officer nodded and stepped out without a word.Kyle turned to me“I didn’t think you’d come here,” he said, then shifted his gaze to his grandmother who was already glaring at him like she could burn holes through his skull.He let out a breath and folded his arms.“You know you’re making this harder for me, right? You being here, and Harry whom you appointed as the new CEO in a coma... now I’ve got everything falling on me.”His voice was clipped, emotionless. Like he wasn’t talking about a person, but a business transaction.“It’s almost funny,” he continued, “The company you spent your whole life
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I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Freya as she slept. Her face was streaked with the remnants of tears, her breathing soft and uneven. She had cried so hard she’d passed out from sheer exhaustion.The maids had come in earlier, quietly tending to her offering water, placing a cool towel on her head, trying to comfort her in the only ways they knew how. But when she woke, she could barely speak. Her voice was a whisper of itself, and her eyes were lost, like she was somewhere far away. She eventually drifted back to sleep, completely drained.I rose to my feet slowly, grabbing my bag. My eyes lingered on her for a moment longer. Something about her father’s death didn’t sit right with me.Yes, maybe it was guilt. Maybe he did take his own life out of shame for what he was part of…But what if that wasn’t it?What if someone had made sure he would never speak again?I shook the
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As he uttered those words, I just stood there.The room felt suddenly smaller, like the walls had leaned in, waiting for my reaction. My heart pounded in my chest not because of what he said exactly, but because of how he said it.Like it meant more. Like I meant more.But I couldn’t let that mess with my head. Not now.I slowly broke away from his grip, peeling my hand from his as if it burned.Taking a few steps back, I looked at him trying to understand the expression in his eyes, but I couldn't. And maybe I didn’t want to.“How could you even think of that in this kind of situation?” I saidHe scoffed lightly, leaning back as he sat on the bed, staring up at me with that familiar nonchalance that always made me want to shake him.“Think of what ?” he asked, his tone just shy of sarcastic. “I only asked you to stay with me tonight. What are you thi
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Then Kyle finally diverted his eyes from the TV and looked at me.There was a flicker in his eyes brief, barely noticeable, but it was there. Like he hadn’t expected to find me watching him so intently. Maybe he hadn’t realized how long I’d been staring. Or maybe he had, and he just didn’t care.“Oh well…” he said casually, voice low and unbothered, “seems the Prescott family is going down.”I didn’t reply. I just sat there, frozen, a strange weight pressing down on my chest as I kept my eyes locked on him. My spoon sat idle in my hand, food forgotten. The TV continued to buzz in the background, but it felt so far away now.I swallowed, not just the silence but the nervousness building in my throat.“Are you behind this?” I asked.There was no confusion in his face. No need to ask what I meant.He understood perfectly.He tilted his head just slightl
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