Semua Bab Accidentally yours: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Ezra’s fingers traced slow circles over Janet’s wrist before guiding her palm to his hardened length. Her breath hitched — Ouch, that was fast and direct — her thoughts scrambled as heat flooded her cheeks.“Ezra… Ezra,” she stammered, her voice trembling.“Shhh,” he murmured, pressing a gentle middle finger against her parted lips. His other hand slid up her waist, teasing the hem of her blouse. “Don’t be shy, darling. It’s just us.”Just us. The words sent a shiver down her spine. Her skin burned beneath his touch, every nerve alight with anticipation, his thumb“Just us.” The words sent a shiver down her spine. Her skin burned beneath his touch, every nerve alight with anticipation. His thumb brushed the underside of her breast, and she gasped, her nipples pebbling against the lace of her bra."You're so warm," Ezra whispered, his lips grazing her ear. "So soft." His fingers slipped beneath her top, cupping her fully, his thumb flicking over her taut peak. Janet arched into him, a

They both moved gracefully toward the waiting black SUV, Olive's heels tapped softly against the sun-warmed tarmac. The wind at the private terminal was light, brushing strands of hair against her cheek, but she didn’t bother to fix it.Raymond followed a few steps behind, nodding subtly as a line of men in black suits moved forward. They bowed slightly—precisely, respectfully—as he approached. Their presence was like a silent wall of loyalty and discipline, sharp eyes scanning the surroundings without making a sound.Olive’s eyes drifted over the group with calm curiosity. She didn’t say anything at first. But as she reached the SUV and paused before getting in, she glanced at Raymond and spoke in a low, even tone.“Your men here are fully active,” she said. “Looks like things are running just as smoothly as New York—maybe even tighter.”Raymond gave a short chuckle, then gently placed his hand on her back as he opened the car door for her. “Still as observant as ever.”“I’m not sur

“Oh, you think your father leaving her was the only thing he did, isn’t it?” Mary’s voice cut sharply through the room. “That’s barely scratching the surface. Seems like his tongue is glued shut about all the things he’s done. But let me tell you, in case you don’t know.”“Mary, shut up!” Mr. Bennett yelled, his voice trembling with restrained anger. “Mary, you’ve done enough,” he added, his voice breaking. “Any downfall I’m facing today—it’s because of you. You left me hopeless. You shattered me. I didn’t leave my wife willingly—I was cajoled by you.”Mary spun around, her eyes blazing with fury as she faced him head-on. “You old fool! Keep quiet. Don’t you ever tell me to shut up again. Let me speak!” Her chest heaved with every breath, pure anger etched across her face.“You’re a fool for letting me use you to leave the woman who loved you dearly,” she spat venomously, “and you’re an even bigger fool for admitting it out loud—that I cajoled you. How pathetic. How stupid you are.”O

"What... what are you doing here?" Olive stuttered, her voice shaking as she looked at Ethan and Ezra. Her heart was beating so fast she could barely hear her own words.They stood in front of the door, quiet, serious. Like statues. Like they had just descended from another world.How did they find her house? That thought slammed through Olive’s mind first, but it didn’t stay alone. Others came rushing behind it, a flood that shook her bones. Did Delilah tell them? No. That can’t be possible. Delilah was in prison. She asked herself the question and answered it before she could think twice. Her mind was spinning, fast, wild, unstoppable.She looked up at them again.Ethan stood in front, tall, unreadable, hands in his pockets like nothing in the world bothered him. Ezra, on the other hand, had this sad, moody face, like he had a lot to say but didn’t know how.Something inside Olive’s mind suddenly clicked. She tried to wave it off, but the small voice whispered again in her gut. Her

“He hired private investigators. Dug deeper. Pulled files. Called people off the record. And little by little… he found out the truth.”"Mary’s voice was steady, almost calm, like someone recounting an old memory they’ve carried for too long. But beneath that calm was her usual coldness and bitterness that had hardened over time”“Your grandfather wasn’t a fool, Olive. Not even close. He may have been distant, proud, and strict—but he loved your mother more than he ever showed. And when she started falling apart after your disappearance, he couldn't just sit and watch her crumble.”“He noticed that we never came back. Not once. Not even for a visit. And we’d been around a lot before everything happened. Always dropping in, always circling like vultures. But after you went missing, we disappeared. He found that strange.”Especially for your father. How can your child goes missing, your wife mentally unstable and you didn't bother to show up, isn't that strange?“He took that as his fir