All Chapters of My stunning bride: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Arianna They past three days had gone by quickly, we had the same routine each day. Breakfast on the porch, followed by long walks on the beach. We have our lunch when we get back. Love making session in the afternoons. In the evenings we have dinner, right before or after Aiden's long meetings. Some evenings, I get into the pool with Aiden watching over me, just like a hawk. You probably guessed right. He had the meetings where he didn't have to let me out of his sight. A few times I had asked to take a walk by myself on the beach while he attended meetings but he declined. Even though this part of the beach was private, enclosed, reserved for the residents of this house. His protectiveness made me uneasy. Yet I could keep complaining. So I rolled my eyes in frustration whenever I caught him staring. This morning felt softer than I expected. The sun poured into the room gently, warming my skin in a way that felt almost deliberate. For a moment, I stayed still, staring

Arianna The message never left my head.Even when the screen went blank.Even when Aiden shut down the system and said everything was under control.Even when the house returned to that quiet it always had.It stayed.Echoing.Lingering.Give us what we want… or we take it by force.I stood by the glass wall longer than I realized, staring out at the ocean like it would somehow calm what was building inside me.It didn’t.Behind me, I could feel it.The calm before a storm.Not loud.Not obvious.But present.More guards.More movement.More eyes where there hadn’t been before.The island was still the same except for the tension.But the way i breathed had. I could feel it, I was inches away from having a panic attack.“You should sit.” Aiden.I didn’t turn.“I’m fine.”Aiden didn’t push immediately.But I heard his steps.Slow.Measured.He stopped a short distance behind me.“That wasn’t a suggestion.”I let out a quiet breath.“That wasn’t a request either.”Silence.Then—“No,

AidenThe door slamming made me shudder.I had pissed her off with my constant worrying.I know it was too much, I just couldn't help it.These people were dangerous and will stop at nothing. To get what they want.The moment she walked out, I knew it wouldn’t sit right.I let her go anyway.That was my mistake.I stood there for a few seconds after the door closed, staring at the space she had just left behind. The air still carried her presence, faint but enough to remind me how quickly things could shift.She needed space.I understood that.But understanding it didn’t mean I was comfortable with it.Not now.Not after that message.I turned back to the system, my focus snapping into place. My Fingers moved quickly across the panel, pulling logs, forcing the system to trace the breach. I couldn't wait for my team's response anymore, I had to something myself.Nothing.Clean.Too clean.Whoever sent that message knew exactly what they were doing.No trace.No entry point.No delay.

AidenThe room was quiet again. But not the same quiet.This one carried weight.After everything that had just happened, the silence didn’t feel calm—it felt like something waiting to break.Arianna was still close.Closer than she had been all day.Her head rested lightly against me, her breathing finally steady, like she had found something solid to hold on to.I didn’t move.Didn’t loosen my hold.Didn’t say anything. I just wrapped my hand in hers.Because for a moment, I didn’t want to think about what was outside these walls.About the message.About the breach.About how close they had gotten.I just stayed there.Letting the stillness settle.Then my phone vibrated.Once.Sharp.Precise.The kind of vibration I didn’t ignore.I didn’t reach for it immediately.But it came again.And I already knew who it was.I shifted slightly, just enough to pull the device from my pocket without completely letting go of her.Arianna noticed.She pulled back just enough to look up at me.“

Arianna The island was quiet as usual. Just like we were the only ones on it. Not the kind of quiet that soothed. The kind that made you think. Too much. I sat on the porch, facing the sea, my knees drawn slightly toward me, my phone resting loosely in my hand. The waves moved in a steady rhythm, rising and falling like nothing in the world had changed. I wished it felt that simple. But it didn’t. Nothing felt simple anymore. Not after everything. The wind brushed past me, lifting strands of my hair again. I didn’t bother fixing it this time. I just let it move, let it do whatever it wanted. I was too tired to care. My phone lit up. Again. I didn’t have to look to know who it was. Still, my eyes dropped to the screen. Dad. The name sat there like a weight. Heavy. Uncomfortable. Familiar. The call rang once. Twice. Three times. I didn’t move. Didn’t answer. Didn’t reject it either. I just watched it. Until it stopped. The screen went dark again. I exhaled