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Chapter 3
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2026-01-19 21:46:09
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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 47
The Hollow Crown~Lea's POV~The doors of the master bedroom click shut, sealing me inside a quiet, suffocating luxury.I stand in front of the massive floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring at the woman looking back at me. I am draped in a custom Vera Wang gown that costs more than most people make in a decade. Resting heavily against my collarbone is the Jackson family heirloom—a flawless, teardrop diamond necklace.It is the exact same necklace Alexander gave his real wife on their first anniversary.I am wearing Tara's jewelry. I am sleeping in Tara's custom-built bed. I am living Tara's perfectly curated life. And as I stare at my reflection, my hands shaking slightly against the cool marble of the vanity, I try to pinpoint the exact moment this stopped feeling like a victory and started feeling like a theft.I met Alexander eight years ago at a charity function. I wasn't anyone important; I was just Tara's tag-along friend, the bitter assistant fetching drinks while she worked the
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 46
The Caged Dog~Tara's POV~Clack.The deadbolt engages on the inside of the bridal suite door."Drop it," James growls from the shadows of the walk-in closet, cocking the hammer of his matte-black Glock. "Or I blow your brains all over this expensive wallpaper."Victor freezes. The color drains completely out of his face as he realizes the keypad on the door is dead. He is trapped.Slowly, deliberately, Victor lowers his arm. His handgun hits the plush carpet with a dull thud. James steps out of the closet, keeping his weapon dropped dead-center at Victor's chest, and kicks Victor's gun underneath the sofa.But Victor doesn't panic.He is a cornered animal, but he is a professional. The shock fades from his face, replaced by a cold, adding up smirk."You think you're smart, playing games with digital locks?" Victor sneers, his eyes darting between me and James. "You think you have the upper hand because you brought a stray dog with a gun into the house?""I'd say the gun gives us a
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 45
The ghost Vows~Tara's POV~The Jackson estate doesn't look like a home today. It looks like a crime scene covered in fifty thousand dollars' worth of white orchids.I am standing in the back of the grand hall, wearing a stiff, high-collared gray uniform Alice forced me into this morning to hide the huge purple handprint Victor left on my neck. My hands are covered in white cotton serving gloves, balancing a heavy silver tray of champagne flutes.I am serving drinks at my own husband's wedding. Again."Wipe that dead look off your face, Tara," Alice hisses, appearing silently beside me. "There are photographers from Vogue in the living room. Smile.""I am smiling on the inside, Alice," I say, my voice flat and freezing.Alice glares at me. "Just keep your mouth shut and pass out the drinks."She marches away to bark orders at the catering staff. I grip the edges of the silver tray until my knuckles ache, stepping out into the transformed living room.It is a sea of absolute, sickenin
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 44
The Dead Weight~Tara's POV~"Drop it now, Eva," I whisper, wiping down the marble island.Through the massive kitchen windows, I see the white catering van idling in the driveway. The side panel reads Elite Event Rentals.Victor is leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen, his arms crossed over his shirt vest, his eyes tracking my every movement. I haven't been out of his sight for three days. He is sweating, shifting his weight constantly, his eyes darting to every shadow. The psychological warfare is working...he is completely unraveling....but it makes him dangerous. Like a cornered rabid dog."Oops," Eva says loudly.She trips over the edge of the floor mat. The huge silver tray in her hands, loaded with thirty crystal champagne flutes, hits the tile floor.The crash is deafening. Glass shatters like a bomb going off, spraying across the kitchen."Are you kidding me?!" Alice screams, rushing in from the hallway. "Do you know how much those cost, you stupid girl?"Victor f
The Imposter in my bed Chapter 43
The Warden and the Ghost~Tara's POV~The rules changed overnight.I am no longer allowed in the dining room. I am banned from the second floor. My entire existence has been confined to the basement, the laundry room, and the servants' corridors. Lea's paranoia has locked the house down like a maximum-security prison.But that isn't the worst part.The worst part is the shadow walking two steps behind me.Victor.Every time I carry a laundry basket down the hall, I hear the squeak of his boots. I feel the heat of his gaze boring into the back of my neck. My skin crawls so violently I feel sick to my stomach. This is the man who cut the wires on my plane. This is the man who condemned me to burn alive in a metal tube, and now I have to politely say "Excuse me" when I squeeze past him in the hallway."Tara."A hand grabs my apron strings and yanks me backward into the narrow, dark linen closet.I nearly scream, but a hand clamps over my mouth. It's Eva."Don't make a sound," Eva bre
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