All Chapters of MARRIED UNTIL MONDAY: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Just Two More Weeks.

KANEThe library doors swung open before I could even reach the handle. Rohan stood there, his face looking like it had been carved out of granite, his eyes sharp and unforgiving. He didn’t wait for me to speak. He just turned and walked back toward the center of the room where the senior members of the board were already gathered, huddled like a jury."Sit down, Kane," Rohan commanded, gesturing to the empty leather chair at the head of the long table.I stayed standing. "It's nearly four in the morning, Rohan. Whatever this is, it could have waited for the sun.""It couldn't," Rohan snapped. "The instability surrounding your personal life is bleeding into the markets. The board is restless, and Zane’s faction is growing louder. We need a resolution, and we need it now."Zane was sitting in the corner, swirling a glass of amber liquid, his face a mask of feigned concern. "Uncle is right, brother. We can't keep the succession in limbo while the police are doing laps around your house.

I Was The Wolf.

KANEThe air outside was crisp, but for the first time in days, it didn't feel like it was choking me. The two-week deadline was a gamble by Rohan, but it was a gamble I was born to win. I pulled into the driveway, the headlights of the car sweeping across the stone facade of the manor. I felt a strange surge of optimism. Two weeks to secure the throne. Two weeks to end this nightmare for Aria.I stepped into the foyer and was met by the usual suffocating silence of the estate, but I didn't let it touch me tonight. I had a plan."Mr. Callahan," a voice called from the shadows near the study.I turned to see Henderson, the guard who had been helping me off the record. He looked more haggard than usual, his cap pulled low over his eyes. He held a thick manila envelope in his hand."I told you not to come to the house, Henderson," I said, my voice low but firm."I know, sir. But this couldn't wait. The private investigator... he finished the deep dive. He didn't want to send this electro

The Scavenger Was Now The Killer.

KANEThe sun hadn't even finished climbing over the horizon when the sound of heavy boots on the front porch echoed through the hollow hallways of the manor. It was a rhythmic, violent thudding that set my teeth on edge. I hadn't slept. I’d spent the entire night sitting in the library, staring at the empty server port and the manila envelope I still hadn’t found the courage to finish reading. The silence of the house was a lie, a thin veil over the wreckage of the previous night.When the front door burst open, I didn’t jump. I just stood up, my joints cracking like dry wood. I met them in the foyer. It was Detective Miller, flanked by four uniformed officers and a man in a suit I didn’t recognize. They weren't here for an update. They were here for blood."Mr. Callahan," Miller said, her voice devoid of its usual professional restraint. She held up a folded piece of paper. "We have a warrant to search these premises. All of them.""On what grounds, Miller?" I asked, my voice a low,

Let His Heart Die.

ARIAThe handcuffs were cold, a sharp, biting reminder of how quickly the world can tilt on its axis. One moment I was a Callahan by name, protected by the tall stone walls of the manor, and the next, I was being shoved into the back of a squad car while news reporters scurried to get one word out of me.The precinct didn't smell like cedar or expensive tobacco anymore; it smelled of floor wax, old coffee, and the metallic tang of fear.They led me into a small, windowless room. A single table, two chairs, and a mirror that I knew was a lie. I sat there, my hands shaking in my lap, trying to remember how to breathe.KANE"I don’t care who you have to wake up! Stop the processing!" I roared into my desk phone, my knuckles white as I gripped the receiver.I had three different lawyers on hold, my assistant on another line, and a contact at the mayor’s office who wasn't picking up. My office felt like a cage. Every time I looked at the empty server port, I felt the bile rise in my throat

The Monster I Fell In Love With.

KANEI walked through the foyer, my boots sounding like gunshots against the marble. I hadn't slept since I walked out of that precinct and left Aria behind bars. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those photos Miller showed me. I saw Aria moving in that factory, a puppet on Ross’s strings."She’s in lockup," I whispered to the empty hallway. "She’s exactly where she belongs."But the doubt was still there, a dull ache in my chest. I needed to see it for myself. I needed to see the hole she’d left in my life. I climbed the stairs to my private study, the room where the backup server lived. My hand was shaking as I reached for the handle."Don't be a fool," I muttered. "Maybe it was a glitch. Maybe you saw it wrong in the heat of the moment."I threw the door open. The room was dark, save for the blinking green and amber lights of the server rack. It hummed with a mindless, mechanical indifference. I sat down at the terminal and pulled the keyboard toward me."Password," I said, the wo

False Statement.

ARIAThe air in the holding cell was stagnant, smelling of industrial-strength bleach and the sour sweat of a hundred people who had sat here before me. I huddled on the narrow metal bench, my knees pulled to my chest, staring at the peeling gray paint on the opposite wall. The silence was the worst part. It wasn't a peaceful quiet; it was heavy and accusing, punctuated only by the distant clanging of steel doors and the occasional muffled shout from the corridor.Kane had left me.The realization sat in my stomach like a piece of cold lead. I’d seen the shift in his eyes at the precinct before they led me away. The softness, the fierce protectiveness—it was all gone, replaced by a wall of ice.Miller had shown him the photos. She’d told him about the theft. He believed I was the monster everyone said I was. And why shouldn't he? I had the drive. I had the secrets. I had the blood on my hands, even if it wasn't mine."You really made a mess of things, little bird."The voice was smoot

The Double Murderer.

ROHANThe hallways of the manor had never felt so cold. It wasn't just the lack of heating in the west wing; it was the way the walls seemed to breathe with the secrets of three generations.I walked slowly, my cane clicking against the marble, each step a reminder of the physical and moral decay of the Callahan name. I had spent my life as the silent architect of this dynasty, but watching Kane crumble and Aria be carted off in handcuffs felt like watching the final pillars collapse.I had been a fool to let Zane whisper in my ear for so long. There was a frantic, desperate energy in him that I had mistaken for ambition.Now, it just looked like bloodlust. I stopped near the library, intending to find a drink to numb the ache in my chest, when I heard voices coming from the small parlor down the hall.It was Zane and Sibil. They weren't whispering."You’re losing it, Zane!" Sibil’s voice was sharp, laced with a panic I’d never heard from her before. "The police are all over the house

Arrest.

ARIAThe air in the precinct felt different as the guard turned the key in my cell door. It wasn't the relief I had expected. Instead, it was a heavy, suffocating sensation. The technicality Ross had mentioned—some tampered chain of custody issue with the hospital logs—had worked like a charm.I was being let out, but I knew the price. I felt the weight of the signed confession tucked into my waistband, a ticking time bomb waiting for the right moment to explode."You're free to go, Callahan," the guard said, his voice flat and disinterested. "Sign the property release at the desk."I walked down the long, fluorescent-lit hallway, my legs feeling like they belonged to someone else. I felt hollowed out, a shell of the woman who had entered this building only twenty-four hours ago.I reached the front desk and collected my belongings, my wallet, my phone, and the black leather bag that had been my undoing.As I stepped toward the main exit, the heavy glass doors swung open.My heart sto

Realization.

KANEThe world outside the precinct was a sea of flashing strobe lights and screaming voices. I stepped out onto the granite stairs, and the air hit me like a physical punch. It was cold, sharp, and tasted of exhaust and rain. I didn't look up. I couldn't. I kept my head down, my shoulders hunched, as my security detail cleared a path through the barricades."Murderer!" someone screamed from the front line of the protest."Wealth buys blood!" another voice roared, followed by the rhythmic chanting that had been going on for hours. "No justice, no peace! Lock them up!"It was a frenzy. The media had taken the news of my arrest and Aria’s release and spun it into a narrative of elite corruption. To the public, we were the Callahan Killers—a pair of bored aristocrats who thought the law was a suggestion. They didn't see the grief or the betrayal. They only saw two bodies and two people who were still walking free because they could afford the bail.I reached the car and practically fell

Pregnant.

ARIAThe room Ross had assigned me was beautiful in the way a coffin is beautiful—lined with silk, expensive to maintain, and impossible to leave. The Bane estate was a fortress of glass and steel, a stupid cage where the air felt thin and every mirror seemed to be watching me.Ross didn't lock my door anymore; he didn't have to. He had the confession, he had the blueprints, and he had the world convinced that I was his accomplice.I stood in the expansive marble bathroom, the morning sun mocking me through the skylight. My stomach did a slow, familiar roll, but it wasn't from the stress or the lack of sleep. I looked down at the plastic stick on the counter. Two blue lines.I sank onto the floor, my back against the cold tub. I was pregnant.The timeline was a jagged line through my heart. This child was Kane’s. It was from that night in the sunroom, the night he’d promised to protect me, the night I’d finally let myself believe in a future. Now, that future was a crime scene, and th

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