All Chapters of 2 Lusts Can Make A Right : Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

DominicShe froze the moment the door opened, and I knew right then that everything Liam said was the truth. They widened slightly, then softened, then went tight around the edges like she was trying to hold herself together without letting anything spill. Excitement, worry, fear, all of it crossed her face too fast for her to hide, and I stood there watching it happen, feeling like I had walked into something I didn’t fully understand but somehow already belonged to.For a second, neither of us moved. The hallway behind me was quiet, it made every sound feel too loud, even my breathing. I became painfully aware of how suddenly I had shown up, how uninvited I must have seemed, how strange it was that I was here at all when my own life had felt so carefully arranged just hours ago.I looked at her, and my chest tightened in a way I couldn’t explain. There was no trace of her anywhere in my home, no picture frame, no forgotten item in a drawer, no scent that lingered. Nothing. And yet s

MadelynThe door closed after Dominic, and the sound of it felt louder than it should have, like the apartment had been holding its breath while he was here and only remembered how to exhale once he left. I stood there with my hand still on the door handle, staring at the wood grain like it might shift into something else if I looked long enough. My chest hurt, like something had settled there and decided to stay.When my knees finally gave in, I slid down until I was sitting on the floor, my back against the door. The cold from the tiles seeped through my clothes, grounding me in a way I didn’t want but needed. My hands went to my stomach without thinking, my fingers pressing gently, protectively.“He came,” I whispered, my voice sounding small in the empty room. “Did you feel that?”My throat tightened, and this time the tears came, slow at first, then faster, blurring everything. I leaned my head back against the door, staring at the ceiling as my chest rose and fell unevenly. I ha

DominicI stayed there longer than I should have, staring at those photos like they might start moving if I watched hard enough. My head felt heavy, but I could not stop. I bent down again and reached for another carton, pushing aside frames and loose papers until my fingers brushed against something thick.It was a large brown envelope tucked at the bottom of the box, almost hidden under a stack of documents. My name was written on it in bold black ink. Not in my handwriting.My throat felt dry as I pulled it out and stood up. Dust slid off the surface when I brushed it with my palm. For a moment I just held it, weighing it in my hand. It was not light. There were too many papers inside.I opened it.The first thing that slid out was a set of printed photographs. They fell slightly out of order, so I had to catch them before they scattered on the floor. I gathered them and looked at the top one.Leana.She was sitting at a restaurant table, across from a man I recognized immediately.

DominicI woke to the sterile smell of disinfectant and the quiet beeping of monitors. My head throbbed like a drum, but the moment I opened my eyes, I saw Liam pacing beside the bed, hands gripping his own hair, face tight with panic.“Damn it, Dominic! You scared the hell out of me!” he barked.I blinked slowly, trying to make sense of the room. Then I noticed my mother in the corner, face streaked with tears, and Leana, trembling, standing closer than she should. Her hand reached for me instinctively, and I jerked back, away from her touch. Every muscle in me tensed.“I need the keys,” I said before my brain even caught up with my words.Liam froze. “Keys? You can’t even stand properly. Where are you going?”I swung my legs over the bed, ignoring the dizziness, and glared at him. My voice low, dangerous. “Your car key. Now.”“You can’t drive,” Liam said, voice sharper. “Especially if you’re thinking about going to the exact place I know you’re thinking about!”“I need to see my wif