All Chapters of A Night With My Husband's Stepbrother : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

She tapped her fingers against the table, trying to make something of what she's discovered.Elena didn’t believe in coincidence. She believed in chances. And right now, she was seeing one long invisible thread.A quiet knock came at the door, snapping her out of her thoughts.“Honey?” Matteo’s voice was softer this time. “Everything alright?”She didn’t respond at first. Her pulse had started to quicken—not with panic, but adrenaline. She was close to something. Something big and she could sense it. “I'm good. I just need coffee, if you won't mind babe?” She finally answered. Matteo hesitated, wondering what to make of her attitude. “Fine.” He stepped out, the door clicking shut behind him.Elena leaned back, the screen in front of her still glowed with Max’s information. She stared at it a moment longer, then closed the tab and opened a new encrypted channel.She slid open the hidden drawer beneath her desk and pulled out a small burner phone. The phone is only used for secret cal

Luis yanked the front door shut behind him and descended the stairs two at a time. He swiftly stepped to the side of the road, waving vigorously to an incoming taxi. The taxi slowed to a stop just in front of him. “I need to go to the airport right now.” he barked, his tone cringing. The driver nodded just once. Luis didn't waste any more time as he hopped in. The driver twisted the key of the car and the engine roared to life.His jaw clenched as the driver pulled into the road, the city flashing past in tired grays and early morning golds. The sun was just beginning to rise, glowing and fresh.But nothing about it felt fresh to him. The traffic was light so the driver easily maneuvered through. The silence in the car was thick with all the things he didn’t want to remember—the hospital, Ricardo’s words about Ariel’s marriage to Johnny Lucas. By the time he reached the airport, a sudden chill ran through his body. The driver parked just in front of the airport. Luis paid

The low hum of the airplane engines barely registered in Luis’s ears. His body sat still, seatbelt fastened, but his mind was racing at a million miles per hour.He was going to Las Vegas, in a different country, and a different city, but he was sure of one thing, this time he wasn’t walking away empty-handed.His head still throbbed faintly from the aftermath of the coma. He didn't even give himself a moment to recover before getting on a plane. Luckily for him, they had a vacant seat on a plane available for him to board. Luis couldn't help but crave for Ariel’s warm touch and smile. But clarity had returned with force, slapping him awake with the truth: she’s married. To Johnny Lucas of all people. The powerful, untouchable figure who made headlines for breathing.Luis still had his guilty churning in his stomach everyday; betraying Ariel and realising his mistakes, but he couldn't get close to her heart again and stubbornly hoping and trying his best to have her in his life aga

Kelvin sat alone in the dim light of his hotel room, the glow of his laptop screen casting sharp shadows across his face.The grainy footage played repeatedly—an eerie replay of the night that had nearly cost him everything.A night that he'll forever regret. The moment the car swerved, the sudden crash and his own struggle to stay conscious so he could save Max. His hands trembled slightly as he zoomed in on the frames where the attackers moved swiftly, their faces were obscured somewhat. He needed answers and fast. He had to find out who was behind the hit, and why? What would one want with a kid and Max out of all of them? An enemy of Alexander? Or maybe Ariel? It had to be one of those two. A sharp knock broke through the silence and snapped him out of his thoughts. Kelvin stiffened, heart tightening in his chest. He moved to the door and peeked through the doorhole. He froze, and his eyes snapped wide open. It was Elena. He hadn’t expected her to come here. How did she eve

Dario Velasquez was once Alexander Lucas's right hand man––that moved in the shadows behind him. Handpicked by Alexander himself, Dario served as his underboss, personal secretary and operational aide during the early formation of Alpha Corp, when Alexander began severing ties from the Lucas empire.He was smart, loyal, and highly skilled, he wasn’t the architect. He wasn’t the strategist. He was the man trusted to enforce Alexander’s will—quietly, efficiently, and without question. But years ago, something went wrong. Dario was betrayed, cut out, discarded, and left for dead after taking the fall for a failed operation tied to Alexander.Everyone thought he was gone. But Dario didn’t die. He went underground, rebuilt himself, and rose again, but this time, on his own terms. Now a wealthy, powerful figure with connections across Europe, Dario has returned back to the scene, but not for peace, and not for power.He's come for revenge. And his first strike, take the link between the