Alle Kapitel von The Bride He Never Wanted : Kapitel 161 – Kapitel 170

LENAMy heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. Logan was at my door. Drunk, disheveled, pounding on my door at… I glanced at my phone… 2:17 in the morning, screaming about Olivia.And the terrifying part? I'd never told him where I lived.I kept the chain locked, my hand trembling as I gripped my phone tighter. I'd already pulled up the emergency call screen, my thumb hovering over the dial button."I need to talk to you," Logan slurred, leaning heavily against my doorframe. He looked terrible- clothes wrinkled, eyes bloodshot, reeking of alcohol even from several feet away. "About Olivia. Please. I just…. I love her. You have to understand, I love her so much and she won't give me a chance and that guy—that Ryan—he's all wrong for her."Every instinct in my body was screaming at me to slam the door and call the police immediately. "How do you know where I live?" My voice came out colder than I felt, masking the fear coursing through me."I—what?" He blinked at me

OLIVIA"Not your fault," she mumbled against my shoulder, but I could feel her shaking. "Not your fault."Ryan appeared from the hallway, giving us a moment before speaking. "Lena, welcome. You're safe here. No one gets into this building without going through security, and I've made sure everyone knows to be on alert for Logan."Lena pulled back from me, wiping at her eyes. "Thank you. Really. I know I'm probably overreacting, but…""You're not overreacting," Ryan said firmly. "What Logan did tonight was threatening and completely unacceptable. You did exactly the right thing calling the police and getting somewhere safe.""The police took a report," Lena said, her voice steadier now. "They said I could file for a restraining order based on tonight. And they suggested Olivia file one too, based on everything that's happened.""We will," I assured her. "First thing tomorrow. Ryan and I were just talking about it.""Good." Lena set her bag down, looking around the penthouse with someth

RYANI'd been awake since Olivia slipped out of bed. The moment she'd carefully extracted herself from my arms, my eyes had opened, though I'd kept my breathing steady and even. I'd heard her pad down the hallway to Lena's room, heard the soft creak of the guest room door opening. And then I'd heard every word of their conversation.Olivia wanted to come with me to the States.She hadn't discussed it with me yet, hadn't asked my opinion or made it official, but she was already planning it. Already imagining a future where we were in the same place, building something together.l was sooo happy. I wanted to get up right then, go to her, tell her yes, absolutely yes, we'd make it work, we'd figure out every detail together. But this was her moment with Lena. Her decision to make. And I could give her the space to have that conversation without my presence influencing it.So instead, I lay there grinning like an idiot at the ceiling, listening to them plan and dream and get excited abou

OLIVIA I set down two plates of leftover pasta on the counter, watching as Lena dug in with the enthusiasm of someone who hadn't eaten a proper meal in hours."God, this is so good," she mumbled around a mouthful. "How do you make even leftovers taste amazing?""It's a gift," I said with a small smile, taking a bite of my own. "And also, I may have added some fresh herbs and parmesan when I reheated it.""See? A gift." Lena pointed her fork at me. "This is why your restaurant is going to kill it in the States. Americans love good food, and you're going to blow their minds."We ate in comfortable silence for a few minutes, the morning sunlight streaming through the penthouse windows. It felt almost normal, like we were just two friends having breakfast instead of two women hiding from a stalker ex-boyfriend."So," Lena said, setting down her fork. "I'm thinking I should head to the restaurant today. Check in on things, make sure everything's running smoothly."I immediately shook my h

RYANOlivia was sprawled across my chest, both of us completely naked and thoroughly satisfied, our breathing finally starting to return to normal. Her fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin, and I could feel the smile against my shoulder."That was..." she started."Incredible?" I supplied."I was going to say 'a very thorough cleaning,' but incredible works too."I laughed, my hand running up and down her spine. "I aim to please.""Mission accomplished." She lifted her head up to look at me, her hair falling messily around her face. "Multiple times.""Are you keeping score now?""Maybe." She grinned, then shifted slightly, wincing. "Okay, but seriously, I think my legs have stopped working.""That's the nicest compliment I've ever received."We lay there in comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying being close, being together, being completely and utterly exhausted in the best possible way.My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I reached for it lazily, checking the time.2:47