All Chapters of Contracted By My Ex’s Father In Law : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Don’t make me repeat

***IRENE***The room fell silent the moment he said it.“Strip.”The single word hit me like a thunderclap — low, dark, and commanding.For a moment, I thought I had heard him wrong. I just stood there, staring, lips slightly parted. My heart began to pound so fast I thought it would burst right through my ribs.He wasn’t even looking at me at first — just sitting behind his massive desk, his head tilted slightly, his expression unreadable, calm in a way that made it even more terrifying.My fingers tightened around the lunchbox I’d brought in earlier, the one that had caused all this mess between us.“I—what?” I stammered, my throat dry.His eyes finally lifted to mine, sharp and cold. “You said you’d do anything.”That same low voice. Smooth. Dangerous. It sent a shiver through me.I swallowed hard. “I didn’t mean—”“Didn’t mean it?” His chair scraped back slowly as he stood, his tall frame casting a shadow over me. “Then don’t throw words around you can’t back up, Irene.”I hated

Asking for a death wish

***IRENE ***“Alpha King?” a voice called faintly from the other side.I panicked. “Oh my God—someone’s here—”Dante didn’t move. He looked mildly irritated, like whoever was at the door had committed a crime just by existing.I scrambled down from the desk, nearly tripping over the fallen papers. My hands shook as I rushed to grab my blouse. “What are you doing? Aren’t you going to—”He just leaned back against his chair, unbothered. “You’re panicking.”“Of course I’m panicking!” I hissed, fumbling with my buttons. “I don’t want gossip spreading around this place!”He frowned slightly, his tone flat. “Why should I care what they say?”I shot him a glare while hurriedly tucking in my blouse. “Because I do! I’m the one who has to work here!”He said nothing. His silence was infuriating.When I finally finished dressing, I grabbed the lunch box from his desk, determined to make my escape.“I’m leaving,” I muttered, avoiding his gaze.“Drop it.”I froze mid-step. “What?”He looked at t

You made your choice

***IRENE ***“What do you want, Trenton?” My voice came out tight, the anger I’d been trying to hold back trembling at the edges.He staggered closer, the smell of alcohol hitting me hard, his eyes wild and bloodshot. “I just… I just want to talk to you, Irene,” he slurred, his voice breaking. “Please, just listen to me.”When he reached for me again, I moved back instantly, my whole body tense.“Don’t,” I warned coldly. “Don’t touch me.”But before he could take another step, Dante moved in front of me, his presence so commanding that even the air seemed to freeze.“Enough.” His voice was deep and sharp.Trenton ignored it, still muttering my name, trying to move closer—until Dante’s growl ripped through the air, low and guttural.“On your knees.”The Alpha command hit like thunder. The sheer force of it made Trenton’s body tremble violently before he collapsed onto his knees, head bowed, panting heavily.I had seen Alpha commands used before—but never like this. Dante didn’t just

Alone with him

***Irene ***The moment we stepped inside, I knew something was different about this place.It was quiet—too quiet. The kind of silence that felt alive, heavy with something unsaid. The house was dimly lit, wide hallways stretching ahead with a sleek modern design that screamed money and power.But it was empty. Completely empty.No maids. No guards. No scent of anyone else but us.My steps slowed a little as I looked around. “There’s… no one here?” I asked, glancing at Dante.He locked the door behind us and turned briefly toward me. “No.”My heart skipped. “So… it’s just us?”“Yes,” he said, walking ahead without hesitation. “Just us.”That made me feel slightly uncomfortable. Not afraid exactly, but uneasy. Because this was Dante. The Alpha King. The same man whose presence alone could silence an entire room.And now, we were alone under one roof.He led me into the main living room, where the lights glowed softly against dark marble floors. Then he stopped and turned to face me

Making out in the dining room

***Irene ***The moment his lips crashed into mine, my entire world shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It was a claiming. His mouth moved against mine with a raw hunger that stole the breath from my lungs. Every thought, every worry about Seraphina or Trenton, or Amira, simply vanished from my mind. There was only Dante. The hard feel of his chest under my hands, the warm, dangerous scent of his skin, the overwhelming pressure of his lips.A small sound, a mix of surprise and surrender, escaped my throat. I heard it, and I felt my face grow hot, but I couldn’t stop it. My hands, which had been pushing against him just a second before, now clutched at his shoulders, holding on because my bones felt like they had turned to water.He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into my mouth, and a fire ignited deep in my stomach. It was a desperate, aching heat that spread through my whole body. I was kissing him back now, my fingers tangling in the hair at th

He hadn’t slept here

***Irene ***The faint morning light leaked through the windows, gently brushing across my face. I groaned softly, the heaviness in my body dragging me down as I blinked myself awake.It took me a few seconds to realize where I was.The ceiling wasn’t familiar. Neither were the silk sheets tangled around my legs. And then it came back in pieces—the drive here, the argument, the kiss that had left my heart pounding like it was about to burst out of my chest.I turned my head slowly to the side.The other half of the bed was perfectly smooth, untouched. Not even a dent.He hadn’t slept here.For some reason, that realization hit harder than I expected.It shouldn’t have mattered—he was Dante Blackwaters, the Alpha King, not a man who stayed. And yet, that empty space beside me stirred a quiet ache in my chest.I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, then sighed and pushed the blanket away. My head still buzzed faintly with everything that happened last night. The warmth of his mouth

Taken away

***IRENE ***The day dragged on longer than usual.The office felt too quiet without Dante’s heavy, commanding presence. His absence left a strange emptiness that even the constant chatter of the employees couldn’t fill.I sat behind my desk, pretending to be focused on some documents, but my eyes kept drifting toward his office door—still closed, still dark.He hadn’t shown up since morning.I bit my lip and sighed, slumping slightly in my chair. “Is he… avoiding me?” I muttered under my breath.After everything that happened—the kiss, the tension, the night we’d spent at the dining room—it wouldn’t be surprising if he was. Still, something about that thought stung more than I wanted to admit.I told myself not to care. But the truth was, I did.Even Seraphina hadn’t shown up today. Which, if I was being honest, was a small blessing. I wasn’t in the mood for her fake smiles or her constant attempts to get under my skin.I glanced at the clock on the wall—just past six.The sky outs

Kill her

***IRENE ***Cold.That was the first thing I felt before consciousness even returned—an icy sting that ripped through my skin, sharp enough to make me gasp.A bucket of water.It splashed down over me, soaking my hair, my clothes, my skin. I coughed, sputtering as droplets trickled into my mouth. My eyes blinked open and then everything hit me at once. The ropes. The smell of smoke. The dampness of the floor.I was tied to a wooden chair in the middle of a dimly lit room. My wrists ached, my legs were bound together, and my body trembled with both cold and fear.Panic rose like fire in my chest. My eyes darted around wildly, and the memory came crashing back—the car, the man, the hit to my head—I’d been kidnapped.My breath hitched.Three men stood in front of me, all broad-shouldered and covered in tattoos. The air smelled like cigarettes and engine oil. They were smoking lazily, leaning against the walls as if this was all some kind of game.One of them grinned with yellowed te

Which man to choose?

IRENE. ****The blade was a breath away from my neck.I could feel its cold edge grazing my skin—smell the metal, hear the man’s heavy breathing above me. My heart pounded so fast it felt like it would burst.And then—A scream tore through the air.It was raw. Violent. Bone-deep.Before I could even comprehend what was happening, the man holding the knife jerked violently, his body stiffening—then collapsing right in front of me.I froze.Blood gushed from his chest, splattering onto my legs, my hands, the floor. The knife clattered away.“What… what?” I whispered shakily, staring at his lifeless body. “What just happened?”The metallic scent of blood hit my nose, sharp and nauseating. I looked up, still trembling—and that was when the sound began.Gunshots.Loud, echoing bursts that filled the entire building. Shouts followed. Heavy footsteps. Chaos.My breath hitched. My body trembled violently as I looked toward the entrance. The door burst open—And there he was.Lucas.He was r

Who did it?

***IRENE POV ***The tension between them was unbearable, thick, and almost suffocating.Lucas’s fists were still gripping the wheels of his chair, his jaw clenched tight, while Dante stood like an immovable shadow before him, his entire body humming with restrained fury.Two men. One cold as ice, the other wounded but proud.And me… caught between them, unable to speak.“Lucas—” I started softly, wanting to at least defuse the heat before it boiled over.But before I could say another word, Dante turned on his heel, his grip tightening around me. Without a backward glance at Lucas, he began walking out of the building.I swallowed hard as he carried me out of that place.The night air outside hit my skin immediately, cool and crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain and smoke. My mind was still spinning from everything that had happened—the kidnapping, Amira’s cruel words, the knife, the chaos, the gunfire. It all felt like a nightmare that refused to end.Behind us, I could still h

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