Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Heartbroken Surrogate : Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

CARA's POVI didn’t sleep.The wind had changed sometime before dawn—colder, impatient. I sat curled on the balcony, Wesley’s voice looping through my head like a scratched recording. Over and over: Kill every Rizzo at the port. No survivors.I could still hear it. The smooth grit of his Italian. Th

CARA's POVThe door to Wesley’s office slammed against the wall as I burst in. I didn’t care that Cooper stood just outside like a statue. Didn’t care if half the estate heard me.“What the hell is this?” I snapped, shoving my phone toward him. “Why does it say I was ‘cleared’ to go on a garden walk

“Cara,” he whispered like a broken prayer, like my name alone had the power to unmake him.I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper. My body arched to meet him, skin sliding against his as sweat bloomed where we touched. The friction lit up every nerve inside me. It was too much. Not

He stepped closer. One hand came up to cup my jaw—not cruelly, but firm. Certain.“You’re not an asset, Cara,” he said softly. “You’re everything they’d steal from me if I let them.”I swallowed hard.There was nothing romantic in the way he said it. It wasn’t love.It was war. Wrapped in silk. Star

WESLEY's POVThe air smelled like rust and sweat, thick with the scent of salt from the nearby docks. I stood near the open bay door of the warehouse, watching the crates get loaded into a decoy truck. Each one labeled with outdated manifests and false shipping records—clean, untraceable, as always.