All Chapters of After My Last Breath: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

[Elara]“Come on, I’ll show you to your room,” says Nora, already dragging me away from the couch and heading for the grand staircase. “You too, Cora.” She picks her up on the way, squeezing her cheeks. “I have personally designed your room. It took a while, but I think it turned out great.”“Really?” Cora sounds excited. “You designed a room for me? All by yourself?”Nora scrunches up her face. “Well, I did use some help. But I personally shopped for everything, for sure.”“That sounds so exciting,” Cora gushes.“I know, right?” Nora looks way too satisfied for someone who’s still waiting on the verdict from her client. “Come on, let’s have a look.”The first room that we head to belongs to Cora. I know because everything in the room is either pink or purple, and there are toys, books, and everything a little girl like her could ever wish for. But the best part is, the room also has a small balcony that overlooks the entire island and its surrounding crystal-clear waters.“This is am

[Griffin]I watch as she shoves me away and shakes her head.“You can’t just…what’s the…are you…ugh!” She groans, turning her head away as if not looking at me will make this obvious attraction between us disappear.I appreciate her for trying, but I also find it funny.The first time I saw her, I had already envisioned a future together. Not to be forward or overconfident, but I’m a man who runs solely upon the visions I draw up for myself. Even if they are impossible to achieve sometimes, I don’t give up. I wait patiently and make my move when the time is right.Once her mind is clear enough, she turns her gaze back to me, her confusion subsiding a little. “I have decided. Whatever we have between us… whatever it was… it ends now.”I raise a brow, not able to help myself.“And why’s that?” I ask, not serious. “Are you bored with me already?”Her brows pinch together, and her gentle gaze turns into a glare.“No. It’s not what I…” A deep breath. “It shouldn’t have happened in the firs

[Elara]At first, no one says anything.Nothing at all.Then, after a silent minute of nothing but pure confusion, Nora shakes her head.“Let me do the honours,” she says and walks up to me, sliding her arm around my shoulder and giving me a gentle squeeze. “Nothing to be afraid of. It’s just a tradition in the Gordon family.”“Tradition?” I ask, not able to help myself. I turn to look at her, noticing her smile only widening. “What kind of tradition involves a horse?”“Well,” she trails off, her lips twitching. “It’s kind of a long story.”I raise a brow.“Not that long, honey,” Amber says, rolling her eyes playfully. “You’re just lazy.”“Mom!” Nora whines before Amber laughs.“Whatever. Here,” she says, lifting her arms to invite me over to her, and for some reason, my feet follow on their own accord. Once I stand next to her, she takes my hand and guides me to the couch to sit. “Let me tell you a story.”We all sit down — the horses continuing to stand in the living room.Amber con

The celebration at the Gordons’ main residence is as festive as it possibly could be.The estate itself is so huge, grand, and lavish that it doesn’t surprise me that even with almost two hundred Gordons present all over the place, it still looks like the lawn alone could accommodate at least three hundred more.“Are these people really all family?” I can’t help but ask, looking from the balcony of the grand ballroom on the second floor, all the way down to the never-ending sea of people in the garden.“Yup. Every single one of them,” Nora answers, leaning against the railing beside me. “You get used to it after a while. Mostly because you stop trying to remember their names after the hundredth try.”I let out a small laugh, not knowing if she’s joking or not.“Now, come on. We have to see Grandpa before he loses his cool.” She takes my arm, pulling me away from the balcony and down the grand staircase. “He’s not exactly a patient man.”I nod, my heart thudding against my ribs. I’m no

[Elara]“Go all in,” Lucas says, his jaw clenched. “I want him wiped out from the face of the earth.”“On it!” his assistant—Marcus Boyle—says almost instantly, as if what Lucas just implied is nothing but a walk in the park.Once Marcus rushes out, with his phone pressed to his ear, saying things that I can neither hear nor understand, I turn to my eldest triplet brother.“Uh…wasn’t that absolutely unnecessary?” I ask, worried he might have gone overboard while dealing with Harry. It was fine as long as he was merely kicked out, but making him lose everything he and his family might have worked hard for their whole lives? That sounds like too much to me.Lucas inhales a deep breath, his sharp gaze still fixed on the door from where Harry was just dragged out. “For the fact alone that he dared touch a Gordon woman and thought he could get away with it, he deserves to be executed on the spot. Trust me, his family will be grateful that we showed them enough mercy to let him live.”I rais