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93.Would I run again?
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2026-09-28 13:27:05
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The Runaway Wife He Claimed 94.She's his daughter
Grey's POV I rested my head against the cold leather of the headrest, staring through the windshield at the empty road stretching ahead of me.The moon hung above the trees in a pale, sharp crescent, throwing just enough light onto the road to make the darkness around it feel even heavier.I closed my eyes, but that only made things worse. Amelia's face came rushing back to me, the look in her eyes so clear that it was almost like she was sitting right there in the passenger seat.It wasn't just anger.It was fear.Pure, unfiltered fear.She had looked at me as if the man she had laughed with only days ago had disappeared right in front of her, leaving behind someone she couldn't recognize. Someone dangerous. Someone she needed to get away from.My teeth clenched as I stared into the darkness.This was exactly what I'd known would happen if Amelia ever discovered who I really was.I lived in a world built on violence, secrets, and consequences that didn't leave room for mistakes. I'
The Runaway Wife He Claimed 93.Would I run again?
Amelia's POV Grey leaned casually against the driver’s side door, crossing his arms over his chest as if we were having some harmless disagreement.He didn’t even look bothered.“I just wanted to see how Lily was doing.”A disbelieving laugh slipped out of me.I stepped closer, anger burning hotter the longer I looked at his calm face.“You ignored me all day, and then decided to show up at my home and charm your way into my family’s lives? Stay away from them, Grey. Stay away from my daughter, and stay the hell away from my home.”A slow, infuriating smirk pulled at his mouth.“You’re acting like I’m a bad person, Amelia.”“That’s because you are a bad person.” I jabbed a finger against his chest.“You’re wrapped up in violence, guns, and God knows what else. You’re a walking disaster, and I want nothing to do with it. I left my resignation letter sitting right on your desk.”The amusement disappeared from his face so quickly that my finger froze against his chest.For a moment, nei
The Runaway Wife He Claimed 92.Are you out of your mind?
Amelia's POV The clinking of ceramic and silverware sounded unusually loud in the small dining room.I sat there with my fork clenched between my fingers, barely touching the food on my plate while Grey looked completely at home across from me. He calmly cut into his chicken, taking his time as if he hadn't spent the previous night standing in a dark alley with a gun in his hand."More potatoes, Grey?" Giselle asked, leaning across the table with a warm smile as she reached for the serving bowl."I'd love some, thank you, Giselle," he replied smoothly.His voice was polite and charming, the kind that made people lower their guard without even realizing it.I nearly choked on my water.More potatoes?Was Giselle auditioning him for adoption?I lowered my glass slowly, shooting Grey a look across the table, but he didn't even flinch. He simply thanked Giselle again when she spooned another serving onto his plate.Apparently, nothing about this situation was strange to him."Uncle Grey
The Runaway Wife He Claimed 91.In my home
Amelia's POV The hours dragged by like an eternity.On my way to work, it felt like I was carrying my heart in my hands. I had no idea how Grey would look at me when he saw me, or what I would even say to him. Then again, I didn’t have anything to say. I had only one mission.Submit my resignation letter and leave.That was it.But when I arrived at the office, Grey’s desk was empty.Completely untouched, just like it had been the day before.I stared at his empty chair for a moment. I pulled out the crisp white resignation letter from my folder and held it so tightly the edges began to crinkle beneath my fingers.I decided to sit and wait.Every time the elevator chimed or footsteps echoed down the hallway, I looked up, half expecting to see him appear. Each time, disappointment settled over me when someone else walked past.Where the fuck was he?Was he deliberately avoiding me because he didn’t know what to say to me?Or maybe he was giving me time to process what I had seen.I wa
The Runaway Wife He Claimed 90.Resignation letter
Amelia's POV Before I could even find the words to apologize or come up with some stupid excuse about being lost, half a dozen black firearms came up at once, their barrels swinging toward the alcove where I stood.Every muscle in my body locked.My hands shot into the air before I even realized I was raising them, and my back pressed harder against the damp brick wall. Cold rain slipped beneath the collar of my coat, but I barely noticed it. All I could see were the guns pointed at me.Then my eyes found Grey.He hadn't moved.He stood in the middle of the rain in that soaked tactical jacket, his dark hair dripping onto his forehead, his gun hanging loosely at his side. He wasn't shouting. He wasn't even angry.He was just staring at me.And somehow, that was worse.There was something dangerously calm about the way he looked at me, as if his mind was racing behind those cold eyes while the rest of him had gone completely still.Then someone beside him shifted.I almost forgot about
The Runaway Wife He Claimed 89.Witnessing his dirty secret
Amelia's POV The morning air was crisp as I settled back into the familiar rhythm of my routine. Lily had bounced into her new classroom earlier that morning with a bright smile and her favorite backpack, completely recovered and already excited about her first day. I had already called her nanny to confirm her schedule, especially since Giselle’s new promotion at her firm meant she would be working late most evenings from now on.For the first time in a while, things seemed to be falling back into place.Except for Grey.When I arrived at the office, the executive suite was completely empty. His coat wasn’t hanging over the back of his chair, and his desk looked untouched, just as neat as it had been when I left the previous evening.During the week I spent away from work, he had called me a few times, but our conversations had been short.I hated how much it bothered me.I had spent days telling myself it was probably for the best, reminding myself of what we were. He was my boss
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