All Chapters of Shotgun Wedding: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Chapter 81: The Echo of Rebecca

Diana’s POVThe doors slid open and the atmosphere shifted with a strange, clinical chill, sharper, colder, as though the underground air itself had been stripped of warmth. A black SUV idled in the bay, its engine humming with the low, predatory thrum of money and authority. Two men in suits stood on either side of it. Not police. Their stance was too controlled, their eyes too alert, military precision dressed up as corporate diplomacy.This was private-sector force.The kind you hired when legality was merely a polite suggestion.My breath snagged, sticking somewhere between my ribs. My pulse thundered hard enough that one of the escorting officers turned, as if he could hear it ricocheting in the echoing silence.“Who are they?” I asked, voice thin.Before the officer could respond, the SUV door opened with a soft, luxurious click.A woman stepped out.Tall. Immaculately tailored suit. Hair scooped into a sleek twist that belonged in a boardroom where decisions changed countries,

Last Updated : 2025-11-21

Chapter 82: A Truth That Isn’t Mine

Diana’s POVI hesitated at the open door of the SUV, pulse hammering at my throat, legs itching to run but rooted by the weight of Evelyn’s gaze. The underground car park echoed with a cold quiet, the kind that swallowed logic whole. Eventually, I forced myself to step forward.I stopped at the edge of the leather interior. Evelyn’s voice nudged firmly behind me.“Get in.”Our eyes met for a fleeting second, hers unreadable, mine a knot of fear, and I climbed inside. The door shut with a heavy thud that made me jump despite my efforts to stay composed. Shadows folded around me as Evelyn slid in beside me.“Let’s go,” she instructed.The engine hummed to life.“Wait,” I blurted, panic puncturing my chest. “I thought you said we were talking in the car.”“Well, I lied.”Before I could react, the man in the front seat twisted around, lifted a device, and sprayed something directly at my face.I raised a hand, a protest forming on my tongue, then my body lurched forward, my head clipped t

Last Updated : 2025-11-23

Chapter 83: A Truth That Cuts

Diana’s POV“Ma’am, we are here.”The driver’s voice cut through the fog of my thoughts, pulling me back into the present. The journey felt impossibly short, as if I’d travelled no farther than from a neighbour’s porch to my own. Time had folded in on itself, carrying me home on a wave of dread rather than distance.“Thank you,” I murmured, stepping out, the file Gordon had given me still in my hands, kept in a black bag.The air was cool against my face as I walked to the gate. My hand trembled only slightly when I pressed the bell. Moments later, the intercom crackled; I answered mechanically, and the gates slid open.I had barely taken a few steps up the path when Lucas appeared, sprinting towards me. Relief broke over his features like a storm giving way to sunlight.He gathered me into a tight embrace. “I’m so glad you’re home,” he breathed. “I was worried sick. I hope they didn’t hurt you?”My body remained rigid, arms hanging by my sides like they belonged to someone else entir

Last Updated : 2025-11-24

Chapter 84: Meeting Evelyn

Diana's POVThe cab pulled away, leaving me alone with the stench of a neighbourhood that looked like it had been carved out for every crime the city didn’t want to claim. The air was thick with old beer, stale cigarettes, and something sharper, chemical, feral, wrong. I tightened my grip on my bag, its strap digging into my shoulder like a reminder that I wasn’t here for comfort. I was here for the truth.The entrance loomed ahead with an unmissable sign stamped across the top: Dare to Enter the Devil’s Snare.A threat. A promise. A warning.My throat bobbed as I swallowed, and I whispered to myself, You wanted answers. Now walk.I pushed the door open. A wave of heat, bass-heavy music, and smells I couldn’t, and didn’t want to identify, slammed into me. The corridor ahead pulsed with red light, as though lit by the heartbeat of something alive and dangerous.I forced myself forward, each step measured. Halfway down, nausea clawed up my throat. I slipped a mint between my lips, letti

Last Updated : 2025-11-25

Chapter 85: The Devil Behind Closed Doors

Third Person POVThe door clicked shut behind Diana, and with the echo still lingering, Evelyn Marris drew in another long pull of her cigarette. Smoke curled from her lips in thin ribbons, dissolving into the low light of the room.“Well?” she asked lazily. “How was my performance?”Gordon stepped out from behind the cardboard panels that had disguised the rest of the space. With one swift motion, he pushed them aside, revealing a far larger room, the true staging ground of the evening’s deception.“Excellent,” he said, giving her a sharp, approving nod.The man who had escorted Diana from the club into the so-called private chamber appeared next, as silent as he had been before. “Five hundred bucks,” he said, extending a hand without ceremony.Gordon didn’t hesitate. He reached into his pocket, produced his wallet, and counted out the cash. The man flicked through the notes with a practised ease, smiling once satisfied.“Pleasure doing business with you. If you ever want another set

Last Updated : 2025-11-27

Chapter 86: Diana Confronts Lucas

Diana’s POVLucas stared briefly at me from the doorway, with the door still open. He closed it shut behind him.“Good evening,” Lucas said, his tone unreadable, before walking straight past me and into the bathroom. My gaze followed the line of his shoulders until he disappeared and the door clicked softly shut.Did you know Rebecca was pregnant when she died?Evelyn’s voice slithered back through my thoughts like a ghost I couldn’t shake. The documents she’d handed me flashed through my mind, cold, undeniable.I pushed myself off the bed before the fear could settle. My feet carried me across the room, my pulse beating a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Without thinking, without planning, I shoved the bathroom door open.The steam kissed my face instantly.And there he was.Lucas stood completely naked, arm extended as he hung his towel on the stand. The sight struck me like a blow, hard, immediate, overwhelming. My hands shot up instinctively, covering my eyes, but the image seared

Last Updated : 2025-11-28

Chapter 87: The Devil You Know

Diana’s POVThe moment the call connected, I didn’t bother with courtesy.“What do you want?”“Hey, chill,” Gordon replied, his tone dipped in mockery. “I only call to check up on you.”“I see.” The anger in my chest simmered, hurt layered over heartbreak, all pressed down beneath the jagged instinct that he was watching me, waiting. “Gordon, what is your game?”“I am not playing any game,” he said smoothly. “I just called to find out if you have confronted Mr Warren. And what lie did he tell you?”“He neither confirmed nor denied it,” I said, a bitter laugh catching at the back of my throat. Why was I even engaging with him? He was a devil dressed in a tailored suit.“Lucas Warren,” Gordon chuckled. “No wonder he has never lost a case as a lawyer.”“What do you mean?” I asked, frowning.“You do know the Miranda Warning,” he said.“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney.”The words rol

Last Updated : 2025-11-30

Chapter 88: The Girl in His Bed

Diana’s POVThe moment Gordon stepped out of the room, the quiet returned, a quiet too heavy, too sharp, almost accusing. I eased myself back into the bed and pulled the blanket up to my chin, trying to cocoon myself from the chaos outside these four walls. My head rested on the pillow, but my mind refused to settle. Thoughts spiralled, circling the same questions I’d failed to outrun all evening.The call.The woman’s voice.The threats.The trap at Rosstle Bar.And above everything stood one name, Lucas Warren. A man born into wealth, power, and structure. A man who could silence an entire room with a single look. So why would someone like him resort to cheap intimidation? Why lure me in the dark, corner me like prey, threaten me through someone else? Why pick a method so reckless, so beneath him?None of it added up.I turned on my side, facing the wall, pulling the blanket tighter. The pregnancy was draining me faster these days, exhaustion constantly humming under my skin. Eventu

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

Chapter 89: The Truth He Bleeds For

Diana’s POVHis hand slipped from mine the moment I pulled away, a clean release, like he already knew I would reject his touch.“Diana, we need to talk. About Rebecca.”His voice was clipped. Controlled. Fragile beneath the steel.Before I could ask anything more, Lucas took me by the arms, firm enough to make my breath catch, and guided me toward the living room. Not rough, but insistent. Purposeful. The tension in his grip made every step feel like a countdown.He sat me on the couch as though positioning a witness on the stand.Then he paced like a lion in a too-small cage. Forward, back. Hands threaded into his hair, shoulders tight with strain.I watched him in silence, frustration rolling off him like heat waves. He finally stopped pacing and lowered himself into the seat opposite mine. His eyes locked onto me, unblinking, intense, long enough that I wondered if he was searching for a reason not to speak.“Lucas… what is it about Rebecca you want to tell me?” My voice broke the

Last Updated : 2025-12-03

Chapter 90: Alone Among Shadows

Diana’s POVI stared at Lucas, broken in ways I didn’t know he could be. Every word he had spoken earlier still echoed, colliding with the truths I thought I knew. And yet, even in my devastation, a sharp, irrational jealousy stabbed at me. Rebecca was dead, yet she lingered in Lucas’s heart, more present than I ever was. He had even taken her name. Everhart.Call it foolish, call it misplaced priorities, but I needed to know. Did he love me, or was I just the living extension of a promise made to a woman he could never forget?The printed proof trembled in my hand, a tangible evidence that tore holes into Gordon’s narrative. My eyes flicked from the document back to Lucas. My voice, barely steady, forced the question out before my heart could talk me out of it.“Lucas… do you love me?”The words seemed sacrilegious. His head snapped up as though I had uttered a spell that wasn’t meant for mortal ears. Shock and disbelief flickered across his face, his gaze searching, almost pleading,

Last Updated : 2025-12-04

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