The Womanizer's Mute Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 251 - チャプター 260

Kieran's arms wrapped around Genesis waist as her legs instinctively hooked around his hips. Their mouths crashed together in a kiss that was all heat and desperation, the two weeks apart had starved them both, deprivation of each other was horrible and sickening. She tasted salt and the faint antiseptic trace of hospital on his tongue, felt the subtle tremor in his hold from the wound he refused to acknowledge still hurt. He pulled back just enough to scatter frantic kisses across her cheeks, her jaw, her forehead, murmuring praises against her skin.“Missed you… fuck, baby, I missed you so much…”Daisy’s voice shattered the moment.“Uncle Kier!”The little girl barreled across the room like a tiny missile. Kieran set Genesis down gently, always careful now and dropped to one knee just in time for Daisy to launch herself into his arms. She buried her face in his neck and started crying, big, hiccuping sobs that made Genesis’s throat tighten.“Hey, little flower,” he rasped, voice th

Kieran looked down at Genesis’s face, making sure her breathing had evened out into the slow, deep rhythm of real sleep. Her lashes were still damp from earlier tears, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted. He brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead with the back of his knuckles, gentle, and soft then whispered her name once more.“Genesis.”No answer.“Baby.”Nothing. Just the soft rise and fall of her chest, one hand curled protectively over her bump even in sleep.He exhaled quietly, pressed a feather-light kiss to her temple, then eased himself out of bed. The stitches in his chest pulled, but he ignored it. He tugged on sweatpants and a black T-shirt, moving silently so he wouldn’t wake her.Downstairs, the house was dim, Christmas lights still glowing softly on the tree, casting long shadows across the foyer. He found Damon and Revelation in the kitchen. Damon leaned against the island, arms crossed, nursing black coffee. Revelation sat on a stool, phone in hand, scrolling

The next morning sunlight spilled across the bedroom in soft gold bands.Kieran stood at the full-length mirror, buttoning his black dress shirt with slow, precise movements. The scar from the bullet wound was still pink under the fabric, but he moved like it was nothing. Genesis leaned against the doorframe, arms folded, watching him with a small, hungry smile.“Someone’s looking good enough to eat,” she said, her voice soft and teasing.Kieran’s eyes flicked to her in the reflection, dark and amused. He crooked two fingers without turning.“Come here.”She smiled wider and padded across the cold tiles in bare feet. When she reached him he turned, pulling her flush against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, rose on tiptoe, and pressed her lips to his in a slow, lingering kiss.When she pulled back she looked up at him through her lashes.“Now your turn, give me a kiss,” she murmured.“As your ladyship commands,” he said, voice gravel-rough.He cupped her face with both

“Keenan, you better do something fast,” Caleb said quietly. “Your trial date has been set. Six weeks from now. The U.S. Attorney is pushing for life. We can’t win at trial. The only path is a plea deal to reduce the sentence.”Keenan gritted his teeth.He slammed his hand on the table, the chain rattled.“Don’t you think I’m working on that?”Caleb leaned forward.“You’re not working fast enough. They denied bail again this morning. You’re staying here until trial unless something changes. And if you go to trial and lose… you’re looking at supermax. ADX Florence. Twenty-three hours a day in a concrete box. No visitors. No hope.”Keenan’s jaw worked.“I’m handling it.”Caleb studied him.“How? You’ve been trying to reach Knight for weeks. No answer. No callback from any of your men. Either they’re dead or they’re scared. Or he’s already cut you off.”Keenan’s eyes narrowed.“He’s playing games. He thinks he can wait me out. But if I go down, I take Knight with me. I know who he is. I k

GENESIS“Twins??” Revelation echoed, eyes wide as saucers.I nodded, tears still slipping down my cheeks, the ultrasound photos clutched in my trembling hand.Rev let out a half-laugh, half-sob and launched herself at me, arms wrapping tight around my shoulders. I hugged her back just as hard, both of us shaking with laughter and happy tears.Donald wheeled closer, his face softer than I’d ever seen it. The cancer was gone, beaten back completely by the aggressive treatment. He was walking again now, slow but steady, no longer needing the chair full-time. He reached out and squeezed my hand.“I’m really happy for you, sweetheart,” he said quietly. “Two little ones… this house is going to be so crowded with little ones .”Rosie stepped forward too and hugged me. She had moved back home months ago, but she still came by every couple of weeks, usually with Marcus, one of Knight’s men. They were serious now, talking about moving in together. She’d text me pictures of her new apartment, al