บททั้งหมดของ Accidentally His Husband: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Soren’s POV The night felt heavier than the previous ones. Soren didn’t say it out loud, but he barely slept. He stayed awake for most of it, listening to every sound in the house, every shift of the wind, every small creak of the walls. She slept on the other side of the bed, breathing slowly and soft. He kept checking her, making sure she was safe. It was strange how quickly the fear had formed inside him. It was a different kind of fear, one that only showed up when someone mattered.By morning, his body felt stiff, but he pushed himself out of bed anyway. He didn’t wake her. She needed the rest. He went downstairs and checked the monitors again. The recordings were clean. No cars. No movement. Nothing unusual. That should have made him relax, but it didn’t.He made coffee and leaned against the counter, watching the steam rise from the cup. His mind kept replaying yesterday—her fear, the car, the pressure in his chest that had followed him all day. He wasn’t the same man he used

Soren’s POV The boardroom smelled of polished wood and stale coffee, the kind of place that always made me feel tight in the chest. Adrian sat at the head of the long table, papers spread in front of him, his jaw tight, eyes scanning the room like he was preparing for a fight he didn’t want to fight.I could feel it in the air—the tension, the whispers, the silent judgments. The board members were all important people. Rich, powerful, careful about their words, and deadly with their influence. And they all had something in common today: they were testing Adrian. Testing his control. Testing his decisions. Testing me, without knowing it.I should have stayed quiet. I should have let Adrian handle it, like he always did. But I couldn’t. I’d watched them sneer at him, dismiss him, whisper insults under their breath, and I’d had enough. The words weren’t just about him—they were about us, about everything we were trying to protect. And I wasn’t going to let it slide anymore.The meeting

Soren’s POV The morning after the board meeting felt strange. The sun was pale, weak, pushing through clouds that hadn’t moved all night. I sat at the kitchen counter, staring at the coffee cup, trying to shake off the restless tension that had settled over me. Even with Adrian beside me, the weight of yesterday hung heavy. I had made a declaration. I had put myself out there, claimed him as mine, and in doing so, I had drawn attention. Some of it was good attention. Some of it was dangerous.Adrian didn’t say much. He sat across from me, his fingers wrapped around his own mug. His eyes kept flicking to mine, quietly measuring my mood. I could feel his worry, the same kind of worry I tried to hide from everyone, even from him.“You’re thinking too much,” he said finally, breaking the silence.I shook my head. “I can’t not think. Yesterday… what I said—it changes everything. It’s not just words. They’ll react. They’ll test the line I drew.”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the

Adrian’s POVThe office felt colder than usual, though the air conditioning wasn’t on full blast. I sat at my desk, staring at the papers in front of me, but my mind wasn’t on work. It was on Soren. On the way he had handled yesterday, on the way he had spoken in front of the board. He didn’t just defend me—he claimed me. He said I was his husband. And he meant it.The thought both comforted and scared me. Comforted because it was exactly what I had wanted, though I hadn’t admitted it to myself. Scared because everyone had seen it. The declaration made him brave, but it painted a bigger target on both of us. I could feel it already—rivals whispering, investors shifting uneasily, enemies sharpening their knives in the shadows.I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated. I couldn’t let fear control me. Not now. Not ever. But the weight of responsibility pressed on me. Protecting myself was one thing. Protecting Soren… that was another level entirely. And I knew he would never let me face

Soren’s POV The house was quiet, but the quiet never lasted long anymore. I could feel it—the weight of eyes outside, the tension of unseen movements. Ever since my declaration at the board, everything had changed. Adrian’s loyalty was solid, yes, but our lives had become a public target. Everyone knew now. Everyone had seen me claim him, defend him, put myself in the line of fire for him. And that meant someone, somewhere, wanted to test us.I didn’t speak of it aloud. Not yet. I never needed to. My body had learned the language of danger, the rhythms of threats. Every shadow, every sound, every sudden movement made my instincts flare. Adrian noticed, of course. He always noticed. But he trusted me. That trust was heavy, but it was also enough to keep me sharp.The morning light was pale, slipping through the blinds in soft lines across the floor. I had been awake for hours, checking cameras, reviewing the neighborhood, reinforcing the internal systems again. Every door, every windo