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The Imposter in my bed Chapter 53
The Adrenaline Crash~Alexander's POV~I lie perfectly still on my side of the bed, my back turned to Lea, staring into the dark.I listen to the beat of her breathing. I wait until it finally deepens and evens out, signaling that she has fallen into a restless, alcohol-induced sleep.The second I am sure she is out, I silently slide out from under the silk sheets.My bare feet make no sound against the hardwood floor as I step into the hallway. I am wearing nothing but a pair of gray sleep pants and a dark t-shirt I threw on after the shower. My hair is still wet, dripping cold water down the back of my neck. I walk straight down the hall to my study, locking the door behind me.I walk over to my desk, pull my encrypted burner phone from the locked drawer, and dial Collins Reid."Alexander," Collins answers on the first ring. He doesn't sound calm. He sounds scared and out of breath."Have you figured out what Tara is planning?" I demand, pouring myself a glass of scotch in the dar
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 52
The Loose End~Lea's POV~The bathroom door is shut, but I can hear the strong sound of the shower running.I sit on the edge of the big, special bed, looking at my nicely done nails. Alexander has been in the shower for twenty minutes.He barely spoke a word to me when he came to bed.The gap between us is getting wider, and trying to act like everything is okay is wearing me down. It's starting to drive me a little crazy.A loud buzzing noise shakes my bedside table. I jump, my heart leaping into my throat.It's the secret phone hidden in the drawer. Only one person knows this number.I pull the drawer open, snatch the phone, and accept the call."Where the hell have you been?!" I hiss, keeping my voice to a disturbed whisper, my eyes glancing toward the bathroom door. "You missed three radio checks yesterday! I have been terrified that Alexander—""Shut your mouth, you stupid, arrogant bitch."The voice on the other end stops the breath in my lungs.It's Victor. But he doesn't so
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 51
The Ghost in the Wind~Tara's POV~The burner phone vibrates under my bed at 3:17 AM.I bolt upright in the dark, my heart slamming against my ribs. I pull the phone out, the harsh backlight blinding my sleep-deprived eyes. It's Daniel."Is it done?" I whisper into the receiver, my voice shaking with tiredness and expectation. "Is he in federal custody?""Tara," Daniel says. His voice is tight, breathless, and laced with absolute panic. "He's gone."The air leaves my lungs. The dark walls of my basement cell feel like they are shrinking inward."What do you mean, he's gone?" I choke out. "James had a gun to his head!""He had a hidden blade in his boot," Daniel explains, the panic clear over the line. "When James was transferring him from the service elevator to the extraction car, Victor cut the zip-ties. He overpowered James. He got away, Tara. He ghosted into the city. I'm so sorry."A wave of pure, freezing fear washes over my entire body."Tara, listen to me," Daniel urges. "We
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 50
Daniel's Patience~Daniel's POV~I have been in love with Tara Smith since we were fifteen years old.It is a pathetic, tolerating truth. When my family moved away sophomore year, I tried to forget her. I went to college. I dated other women. I built a private investigation firm from the ground up and convinced myself that the bright, smiling girl with the hazel eyes was just a childhood crush. A ghost from a simpler time.Then, she called my office from a payphone, and my heart literally stopped beating.She was alive. She had been suffering in ways I couldn't even stomach, and she needed my help.I told myself I would just be a professional. I would hack the accounts, trace the money, and be the shield she needed to survive. I promised myself I would keep my feelings completely separate.But watching her now—brilliant, fierce, and completely consumed by a cold, reasoning need for revenge—I am hopelessly lost all over again.The problem is, she doesn't see me. Not really. She
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 49
The Missing Dog~Tara's POV~I walk down the grand staircase, the door of the bridal suite locked safely behind me with James and a bound Victor inside.I reach the marble floor of the foyer. The reception is in full swing behind doors.Before my hand can even touch the brass handle to re-enter the party, hurried footsteps echo down the corridor.Alexander is practically running toward me from the direction of his study. He isn't wearing his tuxedo jacket. His bowtie is ripped loose, hanging around his neck. His face is pale, his chest heaving, and his blue eyes are wide with pure, unfiltered terror. He expected to find my dead body. He expected to see Victor standing over me.Instead, he skids to a halt, staring at me perfectly unharmed in my gray uniform.Alexander doesn't say a word. He doesn't ask what happened.He lunges forward and crushes me against his chest. His arms wrap around me like steel bands, pulling me so tight the air leaves my lungs. He buries his face in the croo
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 48
The Confession~Tara's POV~"The last time anyone saw Victor," Alice says, her eyes narrowing into cold, deadly slits, "he was walking right behind you."I look down at the crystal glass in the sink, forcing my hands to tremble just a bit. I let my shoulders slump, dropping perfectly back into the role of the broken, foggy maid."He... he was," I stammer, my voice hesitating with fake fear. "He followed me into the hallway. He yelled at me for walking too slowly. He said I was in the way of the photographers.""And then?" Alice snaps, stepping closer."And then he told me to get out of his sight," I whisper, looking up at her with wide, terrified eyes. "He walked toward the service exit. I swear, Alice. I came straight back here. Did... did I do something wrong?"Alice stares at me, searching my face for a lie. But my disguise is flawless. I am a masterclass in submission."Useless," Alice mutters, rolling her eyes in disgust. She turns away, pulling a small radio from her belt. "Peri
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 40
The Starving Man~Alexander's POV~I haven't turned a page of this magazine in twenty minutes.I am sitting in the wingback leather chair in the corner of the library, the afternoon sun pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I am supposed to be reading a profile on overseas flight investmen
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 39
The Parallel War~Alexander's POV~"I have the statement, Alexander."Collins Reid's voice crackles over the encrypted burner phone. I lean back in my leather desk chair, staring at the dark ceiling of my study, rubbing the exhaustion from my eyes."Did he sign it?" I ask, my voice dead flat."He d
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 38
The Invisible War~Alexander's POV~"Are you even listening to me, Alex?"Lea's manicured nails dig into my bicep.We are sitting in the VIP booth of an exclusive downtown whiskey lounge. Across the low glass table, my CFO and oldest friend, Cole, swirls his bourbon with an amused, pitying smirk on
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 5
THE VOW~TARA’S POV~I fall on my knees, clutching my chest. My vision spins, but the truth’s clarity burns through my hazy mind. I wasn’t the maid… I shouldn’t be either. I’m Tara Jackson… Alexander’s wife.Emotions overwhelm me as I pull my knees close to my chest, hugging them as I sob. I was be
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