All Chapters of Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy!: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The drive back from the bar seemingly goes on for a stretch longer than it should, though Alec hardly notices the blur of city lights rushing past the tinted windows of his car. His driver says nothing, wisely keeping silent, but Alec sits angled toward the window, his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest. He’s been replaying Rowland’s accusations in his head, not because he fears them, but because of the horrible visiting timing.Daniel’s disappearance, Cecelia’s kidnapping, and now, a visitor is waiting for him in his own house.He should be annoyed, suspicious, wary for the rude interruption, he normally would have had turned away but instead there’s something else tugging at him, something he doesn’t often allow, and that is anticipation.By the time the car glides through the tall gates of his estate, his expression is schooled back into steel. The mansion looms in the distance, lights spilling across the manicured gravel, as though the place itself has been expecting him. Ale

The hospital smells like that usual scent of antiseptic and other things they use, in a way that makes Cecelia’s nose wrinkle as she sits on the edge of the bed, getting ready to leave the hospital. Her preliminary discharge papers are neatly folded in her lap, and she rubs her thumb along the creases without even realizing it, like her fingers are trying to iron out nerves she doesn’t want to admit to…She’s much better now and she’s leaving the hospital today, although even though she’s physically better, the nerves are still a little hard to straighten out. No one enjoys a kidnapping… no one enjoys being forced into a mission they do not want to be in, especially one that is on a life and death basis.Raees is at the counter outside the room, leaning on her elbow as she signs the final form with a final swipe of the pen. “There,” she says briskly, sliding it across the desk to the nurse. “She’s now officially discharged, thank you for taking such good care of her. Can you please ta

At the supposed end of that grueling conversation, the cool late afternoon air outside the large estate is still. Raees doesn’t storm out like she had thought she would have to. Instead, she lingers in her father’s study, her arms folded across her chest, her eyes locked on him as though her gaze alone could pull every last truth out of him.Even though he already apologized, the fact that he could have done something, anything, to make it all end at the time, but he did not do it, irks her, and that apology rests somewhere at the back of her tongue. She’ll swallow it, it’s just not now yet.Melissa excuses herself quietly, slipping out with a hand pressed to her temple, too fragile to withstand the weight of another fight. That leaves only Raees, Reid, and Jacob in the heavy silence.“Raees,” Jacob says at last, his voice lower, calmer than before. “You have every right to hate me for what happened. But don’t mistake my mistakes for betrayal. I never meant to do anything to harm Holl

Reid finally sets the phone down on the table after going through some pages of the scanned documents, but the silence that follows is heavier than any words. He looks at Elena as though the very sight of her is a test he never asked for, the look in his eyes is bordering on some huge dislike and distrust.“You realize what this means, don’t you?” he says, his voice steady but laced with barely restrained anger, and as it is justified, Raees just stands behind him, not interested in calming him down, at least not yet, that family is made up of despicable people anyway. “Your father has been sitting on a fortune that doesn’t belong to him. And if those dates are what I think they are…” He pauses, tapping the screen once more. “Then some of this money came in right after my parents lost everything. You know, we visited Jacob Graham today, and there was something he said that hit me as soon as you said the amount, he had said the shares that my Dad lost would have been between sixty and

While in another part of town, a couple is snuggled up in one another’s arms, having a restful sleep, another one lays awake, unable to close his eyes in sleep, no matter how much and how long he twists and turns on his bed.Alec Steele is a man who doesn’t lose sleep easily, but tonight the walls feel too close, the silence annoyingly loud, and every attempt at getting some sleep or a nap is a blatant failure. He had sent most of his men home hours ago, dismissed every lingering responsibility for the night so he could retire early, yet he cannot shake her red hair and sly smile from his mind.Raees Graham.Grunting for the thousandth time, he rises up from the king sized bed and proceeds to pace the halls, till he walks down the hall, walking the length of his study, the soft scrape of fluffy slippers against hardwood marking a rhythm that fails to soothe his frayed nerves.The decanter on his desk gleams in the lamplight, half-full, but the glass in his hand sits untouched. He had