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Chapter 235: The Long Road Out
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Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law Chapter 235: The Long Road Out
Kristoff’s POVI stood in the shadow of the palm-lined corner, engine idling low, watching the road like a hunter watches tall grass.Alex Quinn’s car was right where I expected it to be.Too close.I’d noticed him twenty minutes earlier…same black sedan, same careful distance, pretending to be invisible. He wasn’t as subtle as he thought. Fear makes people predictable. Rage even more so. And Alex was full of both.I smiled to myself and adjusted the rearview mirror.So he’d chosen to follow me instead of going home. That told me everything I needed to know. He suspected. Not enough to act…yet but enough to trail me like a dog hoping for a bone.I rolled forward slowly, deliberately, letting him think he was in control.Letting him believe I didn’t know.The city lights of Cancún blurred past as I led him farther from familiarity, farther from help. I turned when I shouldn’t have, slowed when the road begged for speed, took routes no one unfamiliar would feel comfortable navigating. S
Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law Chapter 254: Relocate
Kristoff’s POVMy phone was already slick in my palm before the first call even connected.“Chief,” I snapped the second he answered, forcing calm into my voice like a blade sliding into a sheath. “This is getting out of hand.”Silence. Then a sigh. The long kind. The kind that told me even he was nervous.“You know I’m doing what I can,” he said. “But there’s pressure from above. You’ve got half the department in your house, Kristoff. This isn’t something I can just wave away.”Pressure from above.I almost laughed.“I have permits. I have documentation. I have influence,” I said sharply. “And if this turns into a spectacle, you and I both know who gets dragged into the light with me.”Another pause. Longer this time.I paced the living room, fingers curling into a fist as I stared at the staircase that led downward. Concrete. Steel. Silence.She was down there.Still.“You need to make this stop,” I continued, lowering my voice. “Before it becomes something no one can contain.”“I’l
Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law Chapter 252: The Line I Drew
Kristoff’s POVRage is a strange thing.It doesn’t scream all at once. It coils. Tightens. Sharpens.By the time I dragged her back into the room, my hands were steady. That was how I knew I’d crossed into something colder than anger.Rissa struggled even after the door slammed shut. Not wildly…no. This time it was desperate. Silent. The kind of resistance that comes from someone who finally understands the shape of the cage they’re in.“You tried to run,” I said quietly.She lifted her head, eyes blazing despite the fear crawling through them. That fire…once, it would have softened me.Now it only annoyed me.“You stabbed my man,” I continued. “You humiliated me.”“I was escaping,” she spat. “You kidnapped me.”I laughed. A short, humorless sound. “You really still think words like that matter?”I didn’t rush what came next. There was no need. I took my time restraining her…methodical, precise…until she was secured to the chair in the center of the room. Rope. Zip ties. Redundant mea
Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law Chapter 252: Almost the Taste of Freedom
Rissa’s POVThe room smelled like damp concrete and metal.I didn’t notice it at first. My body was too busy hurting. My head throbbed in slow, brutal pulses, each one reminding me of the vase… the floor… the blood. My wrists burned where the cuffs bit into my skin, chained to the side of the bed like I was some kind of animal.I lay still.Not because I wanted to.Because I had learned something in the last few hours… panic wasted energy, and energy was the only thing I had left.Kristoff hadn’t come back.That was the first blessing.The second was the silence. No voices. No footsteps. Just the low hum of something mechanical somewhere above me. A generator, maybe. Or a vent.Basement.That thought settled in my chest like a stone.I tested the cuffs again, slower this time. Metal against metal. Solid. No give. The bed frame was bolted to the floor. Of course it was.He hadn’t just snapped.He had planned.The door creaked.My breath caught instantly, every muscle locking.I closed
Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law Chapter 251: Hidden in plain sight
Alex’s POVBy the third time I rang the bell, my patience was already shredded.The Quinn crest gleamed on the gate like a mockery, polished and proud, while the house behind it sat too quiet. Too still. No movement behind the tall windows. No signs of life. Just silence.“She should be here,” my mother said beside me, her voice tight with restraint. “Rissa doesn’t disappear without telling someone.”“I know,” I muttered, pressing the bell again…longer this time. Harder.Still nothing.A bad feeling curled low in my gut, heavy and sharp. The kind that didn’t come from fear alone, but instinct. The kind that told you something had already gone wrong.Just as I was about to knock, the door finally opened.Kristoff stood there.Perfectly composed. Shirt crisp. Expression mildly inconvenienced, like we were interrupting his afternoon tea instead of standing at his doorstep demanding answers.“Alex,” he said smoothly. “Mrs. Quinn. This is unexpected.”“Where is my sister?” I asked immediat
Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law Chapter 250: Collateral
Kristoff’s POVWe stared at each other.No shouting. No movement. Just silence stretching thin between us like a wire pulled too tight.Rissa’s eyes were open now…fully awake, fully aware and what stared back at me wasn’t fear. Not yet.It was hate.Pure, unfiltered hatred burned where love once lived. I recognized it instantly, not because I’d seen it before, but because I’d spent my entire life provoking it. From men who thought they were stronger. From women who thought they were smarter. From people who realized too late that they had underestimated me.Rissa’s hatred should have moved something in me.It didn’t.She lay restrained on the bed, one wrist cuffed to the metal rail, the other free but useless. A thin bandage wrapped her head where the vase had connected. Dried blood darkened the edge of the gauze. Her breathing was shallow, controlled…she was trying not to give me the satisfaction of panic.I admired that.I stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until I stood beside th
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