บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Surrogate Mistress : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city that never slept. Bay City seemed alive with an energy that pulsated through the streets, but Fiona’s mind was far from the vibrant lights and sounds. Her world had narrowed down to a singular thought: they were running out of time. She sat at her desk, the once-organized piles of paperwork scattered in front of her, untouched. Her phone lay next to her, its silence almost as loud as the chaos she was feeling inside. Darwin had been distant since their last conversation, but that was understandable. There was little time for pleasantries when the stakes were this high. They had both been walking on the edge for too long, and one misstep could send them tumbling into the abyss. The message from her mysterious contact still echoed in her mind: They know. It wasn’t just an idle warning—it was a declaration of war. Fiona had thought she could outsmart William, could play him the same way she had played others, but William

The elevator hummed softly as it descended to the underground garage, but Fiona's heart raced faster than the machine could move. Thalassa’s voice echoed in her mind, her best friend’s urgent warning laced with fear: “They’re on their way to you. Don’t wait. Move now.”Darwin stood beside her, his stance stiff and his jaw set in a grim line. Though he hadn’t questioned her urgency, she knew he didn’t yet grasp the full gravity of the situation. The cold efficiency in his movements betrayed his years of operating under high stakes, but this wasn’t just a business deal gone wrong. This was personal, and it was dangerous.“Darwin,” she said, her voice low but firm, “this isn’t just a scare tactic. William’s people are coming for us, and they aren’t going to play fair.”His gaze shifted to her, sharp and assessing. “I figured as much. That’s why I’ve already locked the building down and stationed more guards at the exits.”She wanted to believe that would be enough, but deep down, she dou

The following day, the safe house was cloaked in an unsettling quiet, as though the world outside didn’t exist. Fiona awoke to the sound of birds chirping faintly beyond the high walls, a stark contrast to the chaos that had engulfed her life. For a moment, she allowed herself to imagine what normalcy might feel like—a life free from fear, secrets, and the weight of Darwin Solomon’s world.But reality intruded swiftly.She found Darwin in the kitchen, poring over documents spread across the granite countertop. His brow furrowed as his fingers tapped absently on the table. He looked like a man on the brink of war—focused, calculating, and deadly.“Morning,” she said, her voice breaking the silence.Darwin glanced up, his expression softening ever so slightly. “Morning. Did you sleep?”“Not much,” Fiona admitted, pouring herself a glass of water. “It’s hard to rest when you’re wondering what’s going to happen next.”Darwin nodded. “We’ll make our move soon. I just need to finish tying u

The following morning, sunlight spilled across the pristine lake, casting shimmering reflections on the surface. The estate seemed untouched by the chaos that had consumed their lives, offering a deceptive calm. Fiona sat by the large bay window in her room, sipping tea and watching the ripples of water dance in the gentle breeze. It was beautiful, serene even, but the weight in her chest refused to ease.She couldn’t remember the last time she felt safe.Downstairs, Darwin was on the phone, his tone curt and commanding. Fiona could hear snippets of the conversation, the name “William” punctuating the air like a drumbeat. He had been on edge since they arrived, pacing the house, checking the estate’s security system, and making calls to his network.Fiona knew he was trying to protect her, but the distance between them felt like an ever-widening chasm.---By midday, Darwin approached her in the kitchen, his expression unreadable. He placed a small folder on the counter.“What’s this?

Fiona’s body went rigid with fear as the cold hand covered her mouth. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, her breath trapped in her throat.The voice in her ear was low and rough. “Don’t fight, and I won’t hurt you.”Instinctively, Fiona tried to pull away, but the grip tightened, making her freeze in place. Her mind raced, searching for a way out. Whoever this was, they had gotten into the estate despite the heavy security. That alone was terrifying.The shadowed figure began to drag her backward, deeper into the darkened hallway. Fiona’s bare feet scraped against the floor, her pulse thundering in her ears.“Stay quiet,” the intruder warned. “I just want to talk.”But Fiona wasn’t about to let herself be taken without a fight. Summoning every ounce of courage, she stomped down hard on the person’s foot. The move startled him enough that his grip loosened, and she wrenched herself free, spinning around to face him.The dim light from a nearby sconce revealed a man in dark cloth