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Chapter 74 [Empty Corridor]
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2026-06-09 06:21:11
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Emily's POV I woke up with the weight of a body on the bed beside me.It wasn't my weight. It was heavier. Warmer. More present. The mattress sank on one side, and I felt the tilt pulling my body toward him.I opened my eyes slowly. The ceiling light hurt. My mouth was dry. My head was heavy.Marcus was sitting on the edge of the bed, his body leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees, his head down. His blond hair was disheveled, falling over his forehead. His shirt was wrinkled. His beard unshaven.He looked like a man who hadn't slept in days. Dark circles. Pale skin. His hands hanging between his knees, limp, as if they had no strength for anything."Marcus…," I called. My voice came out hoarse, scratching my throat.He raised his head. His blue eyes were red, tired, with those fine lines that appear when a person has been awake all night. But it wasn't anger I saw in them. It was something else. Something I couldn't name."You're awake," he said. His voice was strange. Lo
The Contract That Put Me in His Father's Bed Chapter 74 [Empty Corridor]
Arthur's POV "Marcus, I don't want to fight with you." My voice came out calm. Controlled. "Not now. Not here." "That doesn't answer my question." He crossed his arms. The gesture was so familiar it hurt. It was the same gesture I made when I was on the defensive. "What do you want?" "What was that, Marcus?" My voice rose. I couldn't control it. "What was that theater at the registry office? Hiring actors? Calling the Japanese shareholders to watch a farce?" "You have nothing to do with that." "Don't I?" I took a step forward. "You committed the stupidity of taking that young woman without her consent, leaving her and forcing her to put on that so-called wedding theater in front of our Japanese partners." "Our partners?" He laughed. A bitter laugh. Empty. "You never cared about the Japanese partners. You never cared about anything except yourself." "I want to know how she is." I looked at the closed door. "Emily. I want to know if she's okay. If the baby is okay." "And why do
The Contract That Put Me in His Father's Bed Chapter 73 [The Risk]
Arthur's POVThe hospital corridor was empty.White walls, white floor, white light. Total silence. Just the sound of my shoes on the floor as I moved my legs. The echo came and went, faint, distant.My phone vibrated in my pocket.I took it out. Looked at the screen. Signora Fontana. I answered before the second ring."Yes?""Sterling. You're still there."I looked at the clock. 2:14 AM. The minute hand seemed not to move. Each second was an eternity in that place."I am. Tell me what happened, in detail. I'm alone now and no one can hear me."I heard the sound of her lighter on the other end of the line. Click. Then the sound of a drag. She always lit a cigarette when she was nervous. And Fontana was a woman who almost never got nervous. That worried me more than any words she could say."The vote was close, Sterling." Her voice came out low, direct. "Eleven in favor, four against."Eleven.I closed my eyes for a second. Took a deep breath. I felt the cold air from the corridor ente
The Contract That Put Me in His Father's Bed Chapter 72 [What I Said]
Emily's POV Arthur hung up the phone. His face was pale, but his jaw remained firm. His hands didn't tremble. He was never a man to show weakness in front of others. Marcus was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching every move. "What is it, father?" His voice came out dry, as if he didn't bother hiding his boredom. Arthur didn't answer right away. He put his phone in his pocket with a slow, deliberate movement. Then he adjusted his jacket, as if preparing to leave. "Ask your mother." "What?" Arthur's hand clenched into a fist. He struck the glass table beside the bed. The sound was loud, sharp, and the surface shattered into small pieces that glinted under the room's light before scattering across the floor. "Ask your mother, damn it!" Blood dripped from his knuckles. Red drops fell onto the white floor, one by one. I couldn't look away. "Mr. Sterling," I called. My voice came out softer than I wanted. "You're hurt." Marcus's eyes turned to me. Slowly. He tilted h
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Arthur's POVMy son couldn't take his eyes off us.The bedroom door was open. He remained there, in the doorway, his body still, his arms crossed. His blue eyes scanned the bed, the IV, my hand in hers. His face showed nothing. No anger. No sadness. Nothing.Just that silence that weighed more than anything.The room smelled of antiseptic and wilted flowers. The red roses he had brought were scattered on the floor, petals trampled, stems broken. The bed creaked softly, once or twice, whenever Emily took a deep breath.My hand remained on hers. Her fingers cold. Mine too.He bent down to pick up the flowers from the floor. The broken stems. The crushed petals. His fingers gathered them one by one with a calm that hurt to watch, all while watching us.A nurse stopped behind him in the doorway. Small, dark hair pulled into a tight bun, immaculate white uniform. The tray in her hand clinked softly. Bowl of soup. Glass of water. Paper napkins."Ohayo," she said in Japanese, her voice low.
The Contract That Put Me in His Father's Bed Chapter 70 [The Vote]
Vivienne's POVThe silence in the boardroom was absolute. Eleven men and two women stared at me as if I had just announced that I was going to set fire to the building. Mr. Bianchi's face had gone from red to purple. Mrs. Fontana's nails had stopped tapping. Even Peterson held his breath beside me."Signora Sterling," Mr. Bianchi finally said, his voice trembling with age and indignation, "with all due respect, you are not a member of this board. You have no voting rights. You have no legal standing to assume control of this company."I did not hesitate. I had expected this. I had prepared."I have shares, Mr. Bianchi. Twenty-three percent of this company belongs to me. My father's shares. My inheritance. The shares that Arthur cannot touch because they were never his.""Shares do not give you a seat at this table.""No. But they give me the power to call for a vote. And that is what I am doing."Mr. Bianchi opened his mouth to answer, but Mrs. Fontana raised her hand. The sharpness
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