All Chapters of Reclaiming What's Mine : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I'm growing somewhat scared of him, but it also comes with a strange feeling of safety around him. I stepped inside, and met him lulling Christian to sleep. Christian's hands were tightened around his waist, fingers locked. Every time Piper shifted in his position, he would stir, latching onto his leather jacket like a lifeline. It feels like he’s afraid that Piper might leave him…like I did. I inhaled deeply, and tiptoed to their side. They had their backs to me, immersed in the feel of each other's company.Piper combs his hair, humming as he did. The nanny is asleep at the foot of the bed. She snores, by the way. Piper didn't seem to notice. Or maybe he did, and didn't mind…like me.“ Well, hello!” I chimed, my voice bereft of excitement, flat, but not cold.Christian shot up from his arms. One moment, his eyes were wide in surprise. The next few seconds, tears welled up in his eyes. “ Mommy is here!” he screamed.I opened my arms, and balanced my feet, expecting a hug.He jumped

I'm supposed to be getting married, not babysitting! Hours after her arrival, the granny of the Lunar family had done everything possible to wear me out. From the artwork she broke by 'mistake', to her rejection of the chef's meal. She insisted I made it myself. Yet, this is the fourth she has rejected.“ What exactly do you want? Tell me. We could get someone better to make it for you.”“ We could?” She snickered, and threw her head backwards on the chair, relaxing. “ You speak as if you own the wealth of my family already, and I am the stranger here.”Her voice turned so cold the poison in her tongue seeped through the cracks.I pulled myself together, and attempted a diplomatic solution.Always apologize.“ Pardon me. You must have misunderstood my intentions. I only want the best person to get you what you desire…”She sat up on her chair while I was still mid-sentence.“ Is that really your intention, Hazel?”Before I could cook up a formal response, she went on. “ You know, I r

Dusk has set, yet I haven't taken my heart off the incident. Wrapped in his arms in bed, I coughed to draw his attention.“ What would you do if I were a Sullivan?” I quizzed, listening to the beat of his heart.His breathing paused, and his heartbeat accelerated. My stomach twists. My heart lurches. Hot tears burn my iris. The silence widening like a gulf, determined to pull us apart from each other.I have my answer, but I can't seem to accept this reality.A second chance at love. I couldn't throw it all away over an assumption.“ You're not,” he deadpanned, his hands tightening around my stomach. It feels foreign, bereft of warmth and comfort.A sickly feeling permeates my membranes. Sitting in his arms, knowing that if the outcome was different, I wouldn't be here, changes it all.No more butterflies in the belly, or so much as a toe-curling romance. More or less, roommates.“ Take your mind off it. You can't possibly be. I have made inquiries…”It fell on my ears with a deafenin

" I can't talk. Your phone is bugged."Echoes that refused to fade from my mind. Words that made my knees knock against each other. I didn't expect Dominic would stoop so low.My phone?Has he been monitoring my calls?Every call I have ever made since my arrival at his home replayed in my ears like a recorded call. I beat it off my mind and straightened up.At 5.30pm, he strode in, and met me waiting on the cushion before the door." Sit, Dom."His eyebrows arched, riddled with surprise. Aloof and indifferent to his dazed look, and the tilt of his head which inadvertently reminded me of whose house I am, I motioned to my side and got up to my feet." Did you bug my phone?"Flat out straight to the point, my hollowed-out heart felt emptier than it has ever been." Why would I do that?"he countered." Well, maybe because, for some reasons, you have had me under watch, including having Cody check the camera room downstairs for my interactions with your mother. Don't you dare lie to me!"

(Hazel)I sat across the hospital bed, where Roman laid. The extra bed in the room feels out of place. It wasn't here the last time I came, and the same applies to Diana.She clicks her tongue, staring down at me. Her eyes are colored with disdain, but beneath it was something I hadn't noticed before.Uncertainty. Anxiety. It feels like she has changed overnight...or maybe, I was too occupied to notice her inner struggle.“ Even when your wedding is a few days away, you traipse back to your ex. Oh, poor Hazel!”I humphed, letting my mind soar across the torn we have had in our relationship since childhood. “ I'm not here for him,” I stated, matter-of-factly. I had come for her. Hearing about her release, I knew she would be here.“ You and I aren't so different. He locked you up for separating Christian from me, yet here you are…trying to mend a relationship that was never meant to exist in the first place.”She scoffs, running her fingers on his still hand. “ Unlike you, I still hav