Semua Bab After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Jade blinked. Once. “…The cock?” Kain froze. Actually froze. He blinked, the regret immediate and spectacular. He’d meant to ease the tension, not detonate it. But the word was already airborne, unretractable, and now she was staring at him like he’d just confessed to a felony. Silence expanded. Judgment loomed. So he did what Kain Wolf always did when a situation went catastrophically sideways. He calculated. Committed. And doubled down. He leaned in again, unflinching. “The cock,” he repeated smoothly, tapping the hammer with two precise fingers. “This part. Grip it firmly. Confidently.” His gaze flicked to her eyes. “Fear ruins aim.” Her brow arched. Slowly. Dangerously. She studied him for a beat too long then nodded with alarming sincerity. “The cock,” she said thoughtfully, as if delivering a thesis, “requires confidence. Not hesitation.” Kain inhaled. Then promptly forgot how oxygen functioned. Fantastic. Here he was calculated, controlled,

“You see sparks and assume they’re yours to keep. That’s not bonding. That’s entitlement dressed up as depth.” For the first time, something real cracked through his confidence. **** “You think I don’t know the difference?” Kain asked, voice lower now. “I don’t invest like this casually.” She stepped closer just enough for him to feel it, not enough to give him anything. “That’s exactly why this disgusts me,” she said flatly. “You talk about connection while living a life that already has a name on it. Men like that always want the thrill without the consequences.” Silence stretched. Tight. Loaded. “Say it clearly,” he said, controlled but edged. “What are you accusing me of?” Her chin lifted. Calm. Precise. “Of wanting me to be the secret that proves you still feel alive.” That one hit. His eyes darkened not with desire this time, but with something sharper. Concern. Frustration. A need he hadn’t planned for. “You’re wrong,” he said. “If I wanted a secret, I

Her father sobbed. “We were terrible parents to you…we know we hurt you… please… forgive us.” Jade didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. Didn’t move. “No,” she said, low and final. “You don’t get forgiveness. You get the truth. And the truth is, you abandoned me. That guilt will eat you alive.” Power shifted. Jade stood untouched. Untouchable. She turned away. That was when she saw it. A white city bus crawled through the intersection, moving too slowly to be normal. Through a grimy rear window, a man stood near the back, his face swallowed by a black mask. He raised his arm. Light flashed on the gun. Aimed straight at her. Jade froze. Her body locked. Her mind stalled. The world narrowed to the dark mouth of the barrel. She couldn’t scream. Couldn’t move. She could only watch as the bus rolled past. Bang. Then impact. Something slammed into her back . Hard, brutal and knocking the air from her lungs. The bus vanished. The gun disappeared. Sky and asphalt

She demanded. “Where is it?” A glance passed between them. “That file.. and the footage Mr. Wolf provided…” “They are missing from the system.” The room went cold. “That footage clears his name,” Madeline said. “We were meant to show the public who saved him.” Her thoughts raced. If the truth surfaced and Jade was exposed as the savior— If Kain’s vow was validated— And Jade had rejected him at the church. Then the promise meant nothing. Then Kain would have no choice. He would marry Amara. That was the plan . “You lost it,” Madeline said quietly. “It appears to have been—” “Erased,” Madeline finished. “You flushed the most valuable evidence in this case.” She looked at them then. “You’re all finished,” she said. “Every one of you!” Apologies followed. Excuses. Promises. Madeline heard none of it. The damage was already done. Jade was alive. Jade was visible. Her thieving sister had rewritten the narrative and turned herself into the pe

Her legs weakened. Her breath turned shallow, panic crashing through her body too fast to stop. “You know I can’t,” Jade choked. “You know I’m afraid of heights. You know what happened.” Memory slammed into Jade. Cracking concrete, screams, the sickening weightless drop when Scarlett had pushed her before. Scarlett didn’t slow. “I thought you’d be over that by now,” she said mildly. “I apologized, didn’t I? Why keep living in the past?” Jade’s knees buckled at the edge. She clutched Scarlett’s arm, trembling, vision blurring as the city spun beneath her. “Please,” Jade whispered. “Let me go.” Scarlett wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her there. “Relax,” Scarlett murmured. “You’re not dying. Not yet.” Jade’s breath fractured into sobs. “Why did you bring me here?” she whispered. “Send me back. Please.” Scarlett tilted her head. “To. End. Us. Both.” Jade froze. Then Scarlett laughed. “I’m kidding.” She took another slow sip of wine. “I came to sta