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Chapter 99~ Safer Than The Alternative

Chapter 99 Estelle ✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦ “Reid has been patient,” I said quietly, dangerously. “He’s been kind. He’s helped me build this without demanding anything in return. No ultimatums. No threats. No disappearing for months because I didn’t immediately fall in line.” “He’s also been calculating his investment,” Kegan shot back. “Waiting for the right moment to demand payment. You think he’s helping you out of the goodness of his heart? He wants you, Estelle. He’s just playing a longer game than I did.” “At least he’s not trying to buy me!” I screamed. “At least he doesn’t think his money gives him the right to walk in here and claim me like property!” “I never thought—” “Didn’t you?” I moved closer to him, my voice dropping to something lethal. “You walked in here tonight and announced I was yours. In front of everyone. Like I had no say in it. Like my opinion didn’t matter. Like the only thing that mattered was that you’d decided you wanted me back. Knowing fully well we were not ev

Última actualización : 2026-01-09

Chapter 100~ Never Just Right

Chapter 100 Kegan ✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦ The bottle of whiskey sat on the passenger seat, half empty. Or half full, depending on how optimistic you wanted to be about watching your entire world collapse in the span of thirty minutes. I took another swig, the burn barely registering anymore, and navigated the London streets with one hand on the wheel and the other clutching the bottle like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. *I’d pick Reid a hundred times over. A thousand times.* Her words played on repeat in my head, each iteration feeling like a fresh knife wound. *Being with Reid doesn’t come with all the psychological, emotional baggage that came with those few months I spent with you.* Another drink. Another mile. Another moment of my carefully constructed control crumbling into nothing. This was why I didn’t do relationships. This was why I’d spent years perfecting the art of emotional detachment, of keeping people at arm’s length, of never letting anyone outside

Última actualización : 2026-01-10

Chapter 101~ Very, Very Naked

Chapter 101 Kegan ✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦ I woke up to the sound of a door slamming. Not just any door slam—it sounded like someone was about to die, and there was a very real possibility that someone was me. My head felt like it had been split open with an axe. My mouth tasted like I’d swallowed a car battery. And I was naked. Very, very naked. On my couch. With Melissa. Also very naked. Tangled together like some kind of catastrophic modern art installation titled “How to Destroy Your Life in One Night.” “Oh fuck,” I managed, my voice coming out as a croak. Melissa stirred against me, her eyes still closed. “What—” “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?” Dylan’s voice cut through the penthouse like a gunshot, and suddenly I was wide awake, adrenaline flooding my system despite the nuclear-level hangover threatening to liquefy my brain. I looked up to find not just Dylan standing in my living room. Russel was there too. Arms crossed. Face expressionless in that terrifying way that meant he was abo

Última actualización : 2026-01-11

Chapter 103~ One Crisis At A Time

Chapter 103 Kegan ✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦ Melissa immediately rushed over, pulling tissues from somewhere, trying to stop the bleeding. “You need ice. And probably a hospital. Dylan, what the hell—” “Don’t,” I said quietly, pushing her hands away. “Just don’t, Melissa.” “But you’re bleeding—” “I don’t care.” I looked at Russel, my vision blurry from the swelling. “Are we done here? Because if you’re going to kill me, I’d appreciate it if you’d just get on with it. I’m tired and hungover and I’d really like this day to end.” “Nobody’s killing anyone,” Allesia’s voice came from the stairs. I looked up—with my one working eye—to find her standing there, both children miraculously quiet now, probably exhausted from crying. “Allesia, I told you to stay upstairs,” Russel said, a warning in his tone. “And I’m coming down,” Allesia said firmly, “because someone needs to be the voice of reason before you all do something you’ll regret.” She handed the baby to Marcel—who took the infant with obvio

Última actualización : 2026-01-12

Important~ Let’s Discuss 🎀

AUTHOR’S NOTE Okay… quick time-out. 😌 I saw a comment calling Kegan weak and I won’t lie, I clutched my chest a little because… excuse me? That’s my baby you’re talking about. Please be gentle. He’s already been through enough. 😭 But seriously, every character in this series has their own personality, and I’ve been very intentional about staying consistent with who they are. If you pay attention, you’ll notice they all read differently, think differently, and react differently, because they are different people. Masculinity is not one thing. It isn’t always dominance, control, violence, or emotional detachment. Sometimes masculinity is quiet. Sometimes it is restraint. Sometimes it is collapse. They are not meant to react the same way to pain, love, or loss. If they all behaved the same, we would just be reading the same man in different outfits. These past chapters are Kegan’s breaking point. It is very easy to label a character as “weak” when you finally see their lowest m

Última actualización : 2026-01-12

Chapter 103~ United Front

Chapter 103 Estelle ✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦ Two Weeks Later The notifications wouldn’t stop. I*******m. T*****r. TikTok. Email. Text messages from numbers I didn’t recognize. My phone had become a weapon of psychological warfare, buzzing and pinging and lighting up with an endless stream of attention I never asked for and absolutely did not want. *@FashionInsiderLDN: Estelle Mercer becomes London’s most talked-about designer after EXPLOSIVE love triangle at boutique opening! Full story link in bio.* *@CelebGossipUK: Who is Reid Whitmore? Everything we know about the mystery man competing for designer Estelle Mercer’s heart.* *@MailOnline: EXCLUSIVE - Estelle Mercer’s Dark Connection: Inside Her Romance with Alleged Crime Family Member.* I stared at the last headline, my stomach churning. Alleged crime family member. They were digging. The media was actually digging into Kegan’s background, into his family, into everything I’d tried so desperately to escape. And it was all my fault. “Y

Última actualización : 2026-01-14

Chapter 104~ A Long Game

Chapter 104Estelle✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦Needing a distraction, I let Reid pick me up at seven.“You look stunning,” he said, kissing my cheek with practiced affection that made me wince.“Thank you,” I managed, smoothing down the dress I’d chosen. It was a black silk that accentuated my curves, an impulse purchase during a particularly low moment.“I’ve arranged for us to be seated at the most visible table,” Reid continued as he drove. “The photographer from Tatler will be there, and I’ve confirmed that—”Whatever need I had for a distraction died instantly.“Reid,” I interrupted. “Why are we doing this?”He looked at me, genuinely confused. “Doing what?”“This. The staged dinners. The carefully positioned photos. The media circus. Why can’t we just… be?”“We are being,” he said smoothly. “We’re being strategic. You’re a rising star in the fashion world, darling. These appearances matter. They build your brand, establish you as someone important, someone worth paying attention to.”“I don’t w

Última actualización : 2026-01-15

Chapter 105~ A Therapist Would Disagree

Chapter 105Kegan✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦I’d been working for three weeks now—tying up the loose ends of the Carrie Ashford situation that had started this entire clusterfuck with Estelle in the first place.Carrie was long gone, disappeared into witness protection with a new identity and enough money to start over somewhere far from London. But her attempted escape had left threads—dangerous, bloody threads that needed to be cut before they led back to anyone who mattered.Namely, us.“The last one’s in the basement,” Marco said, appearing at my shoulder with his gun drawn. “Torres. He’s the one who organized the second attempt.”Torres. The name alone made my jaw clench.He’d been the one behind the warehouse ambush—the one that had nearly gotten Estelle killed, which had started her spiral of fear and distrust that had eventually destroyed us.Not that I was still thinking about that.I wasn’t.I’d spent the last couple of weeks burying myself in work, in violence, in anything that would keep

Última actualización : 2026-01-17

Chapter 107~ Move On

Chapter 107Estelle✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦I stood outside Kegan’s door, my heart hammering so hard I thought it might break through my ribcage.What was I doing?Coming here unannounced, late at night, after everything that had happened between us—it was absolutely insane.I’d rehearsed what I wanted to say during the entire drive over. Practiced the apology, the explanation, the admission that I’d been wrong about so many things.But now that I was actually here, standing in front of his door with my hand raised to knock, every carefully prepared word had evaporated from my mind.What if he slammed the door in my face?What if he didn’t even let me inside?What if—worst of all—what if he looked at me with complete indifference, like I was just another person who’d briefly passed through his life and left no lasting impression?You should leave, the rational part of my brain screamed. Turn around. Go home. Stop making a fool of yourself.But I couldn’t.I’d already turned around twice during th

Última actualización : 2026-01-18

Chapter 108~ That History Is Over

Chapter 108Estelle✦༺⚜︎☠︎⚜︎༻✦Kegan had moved on. Healed. Let go of whatever we’d had.And I was the pathetic one who couldn’t do the same.“Go on,” Marcel encouraged, giving me a gentle push toward the stairs. “I promise he’s not as heartless as he’s pretending to be. He’s just—” He stopped. “Actually, he might be exactly that heartless right now. But you came all this way. Might as well see it through.”I climbed the stairs on shaking legs, each step feeling like walking toward my own execution.The door to Kegan’s bedroom was open. I could see him inside, methodically folding clothes and placing them in a suitcase with a careful precision that suggested he was using the activity to avoid thinking about anything else.“Kegan?” I said softly from the doorway.“Who let you in?” he asked without looking up.“The door was open. Marcel said—”“Marcel talks too much,” Kegan interrupted. “But you’re already here, so.” He finally looked at me, and the emptiness in his eyes made me want to

Última actualización : 2026-01-19

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