All Chapters of His Heartbroken Surrogate : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

WESLEY's POVThe phone rang just past six in the morning.No name. No number. Just the cold, pulsing buzz of a line that wasn’t meant to be traced.I stared at it for two full rings, thumb hovering over the screen. Then I answered.A pause. Then:“Grace’s Steaks. Eight PM. Don’t be late.”The voice

WESLEY's POVThe water hit me like ice, but it didn’t help.I pressed my palms flat against the marble wall, head bowed, breath loud in the echo of the glass chamber. I’d turned the dial to its coldest point the moment I stepped in, hoping to extinguish what had been building all damn day. Hoping it

WESLEY'S POVThe estate was too quiet. The kind of quiet that didn’t soothe—it needled. After last night’s meeting at Grace’s, my head was already an iron vice of calculation. Desdemona’s reappearance had shaken more than just strategy. It had cracked something I didn’t name.I stepped out with the

CARA's POVThe night air was thick with sea breeze and secrets.Strings of golden bulbs hung between the palms, swaying gently as we lounged around the long outdoor table, plates pushed aside in favor of wine glasses and rum cocktails. Laughter came easy—too easy. Everyone was a little too shiny, to

CARA's POVThe light was soft and slow, the kind that kissed everything gold and made even my pencil lines look gentle. I sat cross-legged on one of the loungers by the terrace edge, sketchbook balanced on my knee, pretending the world was quieter than it actually was.The truth-or-dare game still e