All Chapters of Bared To You : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Chapter Eighty Nine

EdwinaSeated beside me was Max — my Max. The man I loved. The Crown Prince of Mercia. Even tied up, even angry, he carried himself like royalty. Standing behind a pale, trembling Miranda was another version of him — stone-faced, armed, buzz cut, colder. If I hadn’t known better, I would have sworn they were the same man split into two bodies. The only real difference was their eyes. My Max had gray eyes — stormy, thoughtful, soft when he looked at me. His brother’s eyes were brown. Deep brown. The color of dark chocolate, warm but unreadable. Max had shown me photos of his family once, laughing as he flipped through them. I’d remember thinking then how absurd it was that one family could hoard that much beauty, that much presence, that much power in their genes alone.And now here they were — flesh and blood and dangerous.“Untie them,” Julian ordered.The ropes fell away from my wrists so suddenly it almost felt unreal. Before I could even process the sting of returning circulatio

Last Updated : 2026-03-07

Chapter Ninety

Esther discovered very quickly that sleep was not going to come to her that night. She lay on her back staring at the ceiling, the sheets tangled around her legs, the darkness of the room pressing in on her like a quiet accusation.Her body was exhausted, but her mind refused to settle. Every time she closed her eyes, something inside her tightened, as though her mind was bracing for something it knew was coming.It was no surprise, really. Anyone who had gone through what she had would have trouble sleeping. At least… that’s what she told herself. But then another thought crept in, unwelcome and sharp.Maybe not anyone.Her mind drifted to Edwina.Edwina wouldn’t be lying here like this, she thought bitterly. Edwina had always been stronger—bolder, fiercer. The kind of woman who would fight like hell before letting anyone trap her in fear.Esther swallowed. Edwina would have fought back. Her chest tightened. She wouldn’t have frozen like I did.The thought burned.Throwing the cover

Last Updated : 2026-03-24

Chapter Ninety One

Esther quietly discarded the bottle in the bin and turned off the kitchen lights. The soft glow disappeared, leaving the room in darkness before she gently closed the door behind her.For a moment she stood in the quiet hallway, listening to the house breathe in the stillness of the night. Then she walked into the living room to wait.Her fingers fidgeted with the edge of her sleeve as she glanced toward the staircase where Julian had disappeared.You’re really doing this, she thought nervously. Sitting outside in the middle of the night with a prince.The thought alone made her stomach flutter.A few seconds later, Julian returned carrying a thick blanket. His steps slowed slightly when he saw her standing there patiently, looking smaller somehow in the dim lamplight.For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, the sight tugged gently at something inside him. Without saying much, he stepped closer and draped the blanket carefully around her shoulders.His fingers brushed lightly against h

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Chapter Ninety Two

The night had grown quiet around them, the kind of quiet that made every small sound feel magnified—the rustle of leaves, the distant chirp of crickets, the slow rhythm of breathing.There was an old Mexican lullaby Julian remembered from childhood, one his great-grandmother Bianca used to sing whenever she wanted to put the children to sleep. Back then, she would sit in the old rocking chair with a shawl wrapped around her shoulders, her voice soft and worn with age as she sang to them long after they had fallen asleep.Julian hadn’t understood the words very well when he was little, but he had loved the melody. His grandfather, Andrei, had taught it to him properly years later, explaining the meaning behind each verse.And now, sitting beside Esther beneath the open sky, it was the first thing that came to his mind.So he sang.His voice was quiet, barely above a murmur, the tune flowing gently through the cool night air. It felt strangely intimate singing it to someone else now.

Last Updated : 2026-03-29

Chapter Ninety Three

Edwina “Hey babe.” Max’s voice carried easily across the quiet backyard as he walked toward the pool. I barely turned my head. My feet drifted lazily beneath the cool water, sending small ripples across the surface while the late afternoon sun warmed my shoulders.“What’s up, boo?” I replied, my tone flat.Truthfully, I wasn’t in the mood for whatever energy he was about to bring. Max rarely approached with that bright tone unless he had something brewing.“No need to sound so bored, darling.” He flashed that infuriatingly charming grin as he lowered himself beside me, turning so he faced me fully. “I’ve got good news.”Good news.I slowly turned my head to look at him, studying the almost suspicious brightness in his expression.Really? I thought. Since when does good news come with that kind of smile?“Really?” I asked aloud.Something in my chest tightened with a faint sense of dread. I had a feeling I wouldn’t enjoy whatever came next.“So…” Max dragged the word out slightly. “M

Last Updated : 2026-03-31

Chapter Ninety Four

Maximillian Ever since the day I met Edwina, my imagination had betrayed me more times than I could count. I had pictured her in dresses—dozens of them, maybe hundreds. In every color, every style. And in nearly every one of those daydreams, things never stayed proper for very long. One moment she’d be standing there in some beautiful dress, and the next… well, the dress would end up somewhere else entirely. Draped over a chair. Hanging off a lamp. Tossed carelessly onto the floor wherever I imagined myself throwing it in a moment of reckless desire.But standing there that morning, watching reality unfold before me, I realized something immediately.My fantasies had been embarrassingly inadequate. Because nothing—absolutely nothing—had prepared me for the sight of Edwina actually wearing a dress.My jaw quite literally went slack as she appeared at the top of the staircase and began walking down toward us.The dress was sky blue tulle, light and delicate, the hem stopping just at

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Chapter Ninety Five

EdwinaI didn’t see it coming—becoming close with Max’s sisters? That, I could have imagined. But this? This quiet, deliberate rejection? No. I hadn’t prepared for that.The day after they arrived, after lunch, I made an effort. They were in the living room, stretched out like they owned the air itself, eyes glued to the TV. I tried to join in, tried to start something—anything—but it was like speaking into a void. They didn’t even glance at me. Just… nothing.So this is how it’s going to be?It got worse. When Esther and Evelyn came in, asking harmless questions about their jobs, the way they responded—sharp, dismissive, borderline cruel—made my stomach twist. My sisters didn’t deserve that. No one did.I wanted to say something. God, I really did. But I swallowed it down.Three reasons.First—they were Max’s sisters.Second—they were princesses. Actual royalty.And third… I was just the girl living under their brother’s roof.A commoner.The word echoed louder in my head than I car

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Chapter Ninety Six

Edwina“Why’s that?” I asked, my voice steady—too steady, considering the way my chest felt tight. “Because I’m poor? Because I didn’t finish my education?”I already knew the answer.Still, I wanted to hear them say it.“All of the above—and more,” Bianca shot back, her voice dripping with disdain. “You’ll only ruin Max’s life. He needs someone of his calibre, not some impoverished rebel with a streak of bad luck.”There it is.Laid out plainly. No pretence. No masks.Just pure, unfiltered contempt.For a second, something in me flinched—but I crushed it before it could show on my face. “I love Max,” I said, holding their gaze. “More than you’ll ever know.”The words came out firm, but inside, I felt exposed. Vulnerable. Like I’d just handed them something fragile and watched them decide whether to break it.Bianca scoffed. “Do you love Max—or do you love the idea of being tied to him? He’s rich. He’s a Crown Prince. When he becomes King, you become Queen.”Ah. So that’s what this is

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Chapter Ninety Seven

Maximillian You think you know someone… and then they go out of their way to prove you wrong. Not in subtle ways. Not in ways you can excuse or explain away.No.In ways that make you stop and think—who the hell have I been living with all this time? I’ve known my sisters for over two decades.Hell, longer if you count the months we shared the same space before we were even born. We grew up together. Same house. Same blood. Same name.And not once—not once—did they ever show me this side of them.Sure, they were annoying sometimes. Entitled? Definitely. They carried themselves like the world revolved around them and everyone else was just background noise. But violent?No.They didn’t get their hands dirty.They preferred words—sharp, cruel, calculated. The kind that could ruin someone’s reputation in minutes. The kind they could throw in your face or blast all over social media without a second thought.But this?This wasn’t them.Or at least… that’s what I thought.Because they did

Last Updated : 2026-04-20

Chapter Ninety Eight

Maximillian The world narrowed to the sound of my own pulse and the way her name kept tearing out of me like it could anchor her here.“Edwina—hey, hey, stay with me. Look at me.”Her head lolled slightly against my arm as I pushed through the hospital doors, the fluorescent lights too bright, too sharp. It made everything look unreal—her skin too pale, the blood at her hairline too dark.“I can’t… I can’t see right,” she murmured, her voice thin, wrong. Not her.Something inside my chest twisted hard.No. No, no, no.“I’m right here,” I said quickly, even though her eyes weren’t focusing on me. They kept drifting, unfixed, like she was trying to catch something that wouldn’t stay still. “You’re fine. I’ve got you.”A lie. I knew it the second it left my mouth.“Head injury!” I called out the moment a nurse saw us. “Get a gurney—now.”Hands replaced mine. Too many of them. Efficient. Practiced. And just like that, she was taken out of my arms. I stood there for half a second too long

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