Alle Kapitel von Her Exodus, His Regret. : Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

41. A Table for three...The air tensed. Silence rippled between them. Cars rushed past on the road beside them, headlights slicing through the night while horns blared in the distance. But neither of them moved.Lucien stared at her, his face unreadable. Where was she going?Was she going to meet Liam?The thought alone tightened his jaw.Across from him, Dahlia's gaze was fixed on his face. Why was he here?Why was he holding her like this again?Why did it feel like the past was repeating itself?For a moment, the memory of that night at her penthouse swirled in her chest.His face had been close. His breath had fanned her neck. His voice— almost overwhelming.She blinked, grounding herself. With a slight twist of her wrist, she slipped free from his grip."Mr. Voss", she said calmly, putting a step of distance between them.Lucien's eyes darkened slightly at the formal address."What are you doing here?" she asked.Lucien didn't answer immediately. Instead, his gaze drifted br

43. No one else...The bathroom door creaked open. Liam stepped inside— and froze. This wasn't what he expected. Not even close. His gaze flickered across the room, shock flashing across his face before he quickly stepped back. He was late. A step late. "Sir" Sam called, catching his arm from behind. "She's gone" Liam muttered under his breath as though that would make everything seem real. Sam stayed silent. A minute passed. "Where's Mother?" Liam questioned, tone icy. "She's already back at the Voss mansion" Sam replied. Liam's fists balled at his sides, so tight his knuckles turned pale. "To the Voss mansion"."Yes sir!" At an upscale part of the city. Lucien didn't take Dahlia back to the house they once shared.Instead, he drove toward the quieter side of the city, where the streets were calmer and the lights softer.The car eventually stopped in front of a large villa hidden behind tall iron gates.The gates slid open with a groan, tearing the silence of the night i

45. All the wrong things...Her breathing hitched, uneven, caught between reality and a memory— or maybe a dream. A warmth pooled in her chest and spread through her limbs, making her skin tingle where she hadn't even realized it could. Images flickered behind her closed eyes, sharp and vivid.A man's body, carved and impossibly close. Her fingers traced lines she shouldn't have remembered, feeling the sculpted edges beneath her touch. A low, primal growl slipped from his throat, vibrating against her. Her pulse raced, every nerve alight, and she pressed closer in thought, reckless and burning.Her breathing quickened. Her body squirmed where he touched her. Warmth pooled between her legs. The man inched closer. And closer. His face...his face...Her eyes snapped open. She gasped. There was a man beside her. A man. Shirtless.She tilted her head back, taking him in. Her heart nearly leapt out of her throat.Lucien.Dahlia's eyes flickered across the room. Thin streaks of light wer

47. "She chose me once..."Lucien's hands tightened at his sides as he watched her leave. Did she realize? He had built this place for her.Yet she walked through it like a stranger.His head lowered, something close to defeat resting on his shoulders. He heaved a deep sigh. Jace appeared at his side. "Boss""Mm?""The car is ready".Lucien nodded. His eyes shifted once to the place where Dahlia had left from. No matter what it takes Dahlia, I will get you back. You can only be my woman and no one else's. Few minutes later, he left the villa. Liam's house stood high above the city, all glass and pale stone. The inside was calm and still, the kind of silence that made every sound feel louder. Afternoon light filtered through the wide windows and settled across the room.Sam walked in. "Sir, your brother is here" he announced quietly. Liam's brows arched. "He's in such a haste" he murmured, amused. "Let him in" the calm order came. "There would be no need for that" Lucien said

49. When the night is too calm...Liam stood at the veranda of his room, a cigarette stick in resting loosely between his fingers. At intervals, he took calm drags from it, his eyes staring into the starry sky. His mind swirled around what Lucien had said that morning. 'You couldn't get her before. What makes you think you can get her now?''...Yet, your love wasn't strong enough to stop me from marrying her'. Liam's hand tightened around the railings. He shit his eyes slowly, forcing calmness in place. "Fine, I will deal my last card on you brother" he muttered under his breath, a sharp glint of resolution flickering in his eyes. Sam walked in. "Boss""Mm?" "A report" Sam said, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. "What is it?" his voice was hoarse."It's about Miss Winters"His reaction was instant. He faced Sam, eyes softening. "What happened to Dahlia?" he questioned. "Is she alright?""Physically yes, but, there was an enemy attack on her company".Liam's eyes narrow