Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Runaway Bride’s Revenge: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

A Battle for FreedomClaire sat on the edge of the stiff infirmary cot, pressing a rag against her wounded side. The fabric was already damp with blood, the dull sting a reminder of just how close Evelyn Shaw’s blade had come.The cut wasn’t deep.But it was enough to remind her—She was running out of time.Evelyn had delivered her first warning.Next time, Claire wouldn’t be lucky.She gritted her teeth as the prison nurse—a middle-aged woman with tired eyes and a guarded expression—wrapped a bandage around her side. The woman’s hands were steady, but the way her gaze flicked around the room made it clear: She knew something Claire didn’t."This is just the start, you know," the nurse muttered under her breath.Claire’s sharp eyes snapped to hers."What do you mean?" she asked, voice low.The nurse hesitated, glancing at the open doorway before leaning in slightly."They’re testing you," she whispered. "Seeing how much fight you have before they finish the job."A cold chill ran dow

The Fire WithinBlood.Claire felt the warmth of it trailing down her arm, soaking into the fabric of her prison-issued shirt.But the pain?She didn’t feel it.Not yet.Adrenaline drowned out everything else—pain, fear, hesitation. The only thing she registered was the weight of Adrian Blackwood’s body shielding her from the next bullet."Stay down."His voice was sharp. Controlled. Deadly.Claire’s pulse thundered. "You think I’m just going to sit here and wait to die?"Adrian’s jaw clenched, his blue eyes burning like ice set aflame. "That won’t happen," he growled. "Not while I’m alive."Another gunshot.The mirror behind them exploded into a thousand razor-sharp fragments, raining over them like deadly confetti.Adrian moved swiftly, his every action precise. Calculated. He pulled out his phone, dialing a number without even looking."Daniel. We have a sniper. Get here. Now."A pause.Then his voice dropped, ice-cold."And find out who the hell put a target on her back."Claire a

The Storm Before the WarClaire Donovan knew she had made a mistake.A terrible, irreversible mistake.The moment the words had left her mouth, she had seen the change in Adrian’s expression.The raw betrayal.The dangerous glint in his stormy gaze.She had meant to hurt him.She had wanted to push him away.But now, standing in the center of Adrian’s penthouse, watching as he poured himself a drink with slow, deliberate movements, she felt something she hadn’t expected—Regret.Adrian hadn’t spoken a word since she had told him.Hadn’t looked at her.And that silence?It was suffocating.Claire swallowed hard."Say something," she finally whispered.Adrian took a slow sip of his whiskey, his fingers tightening around the glass.Then, he turned.His eyes were unreadable. Cold. Calculating."Say something?" His voice was calm—too calm. "What do you want me to say, Claire?"She flinched.Because that wasn’t just a question.It was a warning.She had expected anger.Expected rage.But th

A Battle of ConscienceAdrian Blackwood was not a man who hesitated.He had built an empire on ruthlessness, calculated precision, and a willingness to do what others wouldn’t.He didn’t second-guess his choices.Until now.Claire’s words hung in the air like a silent bomb waiting to detonate."If you do this, Adrian… there won’t be anything left of the man I—"She had cut herself off.But the damage was already done.Because Adrian heard it.Felt it.And for the first time in years, he was standing at the edge of a decision that could change everything.Would he step forward and erase Liam Carter from existence?Or would he listen to the one woman who had ever made him pause?A Deadly CountdownDaniel watched the silent war unfolding between Adrian and Claire.The room was thick with tension, the air almost suffocating.Adrian’s men were waiting for a signal—one word.If Adrian said it, Liam would be finished before the night ended.But if he didn’t…Daniel wasn’t sure what would ha

A Reckoning in the DarkAdrian Blackwood stood at the edge of his penthouse balcony, a glass of whiskey untouched in his hand. The city sprawled beneath him—a kingdom he had built with his own hands.But tonight, it felt like it was slipping through his fingers.Because for the first time in a long time, Adrian wasn't just fighting for power.He was fighting to protect Claire.And that was dangerous.Because when you cared about someone—you gave your enemies a weapon.And Adrian Blackwood had too many enemies.The Enemy He Couldn't IgnoreClaire watched him from the doorway, arms crossed.She hadn't slept.Neither had he.Something had shifted between them last night—something unspoken, something raw.But now wasn't the time to untangle it.Not when danger was closing in.Not when Adrian’s past was knocking at the door."You haven’t told me who it is," Claire said finally.Adrian didn't turn."Because knowing won’t change anything.""It changes everything."Her voice was steady, but h