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The Womanizer's Mute Wife How Long?
Immediately the car slowed into park inside the courtyard of the estate, Genesis shoved the door open and stepped out before the engine had fully stopped. Tears poured from her eyes like furious raindrops, streaking down her cheeks as she stumbled up the stone steps. Her breath came in ragged gasps, chest heaving with sobs she couldn’t contain.Kieran was right behind her, boots pounding the gravel, calling her name“Genesis, wait!”but she didn’t slow. She shoved the double doors open with both hands.The living room went deathly quiet.Every head turned.Revelation rose slowly from the couch, eyes wide. Daisy froze beside Elena, clutching her doll, confusion clouding her small face. Veronica stood near the window, arms crossed. The Angels, Katherine, Joy, Mia went still, hands hovering near weapons out of instinct.Genesis’s gaze swept the room, wild and shattered, then locked on Revelation.All the signs she’d missed crashed into her at once.The way the Angels had always said she lo
The Womanizer's Mute Wife Blackmail, Blood, and Betrayal
The Next dayJaden leaned against the doorframe of the guest room, arms crossed loosely over his chest despite the fresh bandages wrapping his shoulder. Inside, Rose slept peacefully under crisp white sheets, IV line dripping steadily, monitors beeping in soft rhythm. The bullet had been removed cleanly; Dr. Patel had said she’d make a full recovery with rest and physical therapy. No nerve damage. No permanent harm.The guilt still sat heavy in Jaden’s gut, he’d dragged an innocent stranger into this nightmare but seeing her breathe steady and even eased something inside him.He turned, only to find Genesis standing a few feet away in the hallway, a small, tired smile on her face.“How is she now?” she asked softly.Jaden pushed off the frame and fell into step beside her as they walked toward the living room. “She’s fine now. Stable. Patel says she’ll be okay, she just needs time.”Genesis nodded, glancing sideways at his bandaged shoulder. “And you? You’re still bleeding through tha
The Womanizer's Mute Wife Blood on the Driveway
As the estate came into view, Jaden let out a breath he’d been holding for what felt like hours. The massive iron gates loomed ahead, floodlights cutting sharp angles across the manicured lawn.“Y-yes, right there. Stop right there,” he rasped.The young woman, still pale, knuckles white on the wheel, glanced at him, then up at the towering gates. “Are you sure this is your friend’s place?”Jaden opened his mouth to answer, but a sharp car horn blared behind them.He twisted in the seat. A black SUV had pulled up close, headlights glaring. The driver’s door opened, and Damon stepped out, Leonardo right behind him, both men moving with lethal purpose, guns already drawn and leveled.The girl’s eyes went wide. “What the fuck is going on? Who are they?”Jaden shoved the back door open and stumbled out, hands raised high, blood still soaking his shirt from the shoulder graze.“It’s me, Jaden!” he shouted, voice cracking. “I’m not here to cause trouble!”Damon advanced, Glock steady. “Then
The Womanizer's Mute Wife Pretty Boy’s Escape
Zarina rounded the corner at a sprint, breath ragged, eyes wild with panic as she burst into the hallway where Mia and Knight waited. “W-where is she?” she demanded, voice cracking.Her gaze locked onto Mia first, shoulder heavily bandaged in a sling, face pale and drawn. Zarina rushed forward without hesitation, hands trembling as she reached for her friend, searching her body for any sign of worse injury.“W-where is my wife?” The words came out choked, desperate. When no immediate answer came, fresh tears spilled down Zarina’s cheeks, hot and unstoppable. “Please… no, no, tell me it’s not true,” she sobbed, voice breaking into fragments. “Please, I can’t lose her.”Mia opened her mouth, but the words wouldn’t come. her throat too tight, her own grief too raw. Zarina pulled away, staggering toward Knight, who leaned heavily against the wall opposite the surgery doors, arms crossed, expression carved from stone.She grabbed his shirt with shaking hands. “Please, Knight,” she begged,
The Womanizer's Mute Wife Phase Two
A day before the chaos at the Caldwell homeThe penthouse air turned thick, the kind of silence that came right before violence.Jaden’s back pressed harder against the door, his good hand flat against the wood as if he could push through it by sheer will. His ruined hand hung limp, throbbing in time with his racing pulse. The two men blocking his path didn’t move, didn’t speak just stood there like statues.Keenan took one slow step forward, then another, hands loose at his sides. The smirk was gone. In its place was something colder, more dangerous, something vile and sinister.“You think you’re noble,” Keenan said softly, almost conversational. “Turning me down. Protecting her.” He tilted his head. “But you’re not protecting her, Jaden. You’re just delaying the inevitable.”Jaden’s voice came out rough. “She doesn’t need protection from me. She needs it from you.”Keenan chuckled, amused. “You still think you’re the good guy in this story.” He stopped a few feet away, close enough
The Womanizer's Mute Wife The Knock at the Door
MONICAThe doorbell rang once. Twice. Three times, insistent, sharp, cutting through the quiet afternoon.Monica glanced at her son from the couch. Mark sat sprawled, eyes glued to his phone, thumbs scrolling, pretending he couldn’t hear a thing.“Don’t you hear the doorbell?” she snapped, irritation flaring.Mark sighed dramatically, unfolding his long legs Blackmail, Blood, and Betrayal standing. “You could’ve answered it yourself,” he muttered under his breath.Monica fixed his back with a glare, but before she could retort, a fit of coughing seized her—deep, rattling coughs that shook her frail frame. She pressed a tissue to her lips, turning away.Mark yanked the door open with more force than necessary.“What….” he started, voice rough with annoyance.The word died in his throat.Two men stood on the porch, mid-forties, plain dark jackets, jeans but the gold FBI badges clipped to their belts caught the sunlight like warning flares.The taller one, salt-and-pepper hair, spoke fir
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