All Chapters of Curvy Girl Returned With His Best Friend’s Baby: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lana’s POV I spread the contents of the woman's purse across the low table— notes, photos, small papers folded and folded, initials written in neat, dangling handwriting.Jace told me that I should sleep but I can't, after seeing the man and how everything is now clicking that we are in real danger, so he left me to lay on the couch, trying to catch some sleep but he didn't because he was actively watching me but didn't bother opening his eyes.I picked up one sheet, squinting at the scribbles, my stomach tightened the moment I saw it. The initials, names I recognized. Women who had gone missing in the past years, months, and the way the letters were paired with dates and locations made my stomach drop further.I tried to steady myself and I called out to Jace. “These women…. these are the women” I said softly. My hands trembled as I held the paper. "These are the ones she said were in danger and some of them were reported in the news. My company supported the fund that was raised t

Lana’s POV “How are you feeling now?" He said after he handed me the water and I drank from it. Everything as he insists and I didn't even have any energy in my body to argue. “I'm good. Thank you" I said. “Are you cold?" He saw me rubbing my hands together.“Maybe, or maybe I want us to cuddle. I'm stressed and I can't possibly fall asleep alone and I need to sleep," he didn't allow me to finish, he came over to the couch, sat and positioned me properly and held me close. “I wanted to do this since but not without your permission" his words and breathing was in my ears as he whispered it.“Oh" that was the only word I said, his warmth quickly radiated from his body to mine, his hands held my arms closer, in an intimate manner but I didn't care, I liked I could feel, hear, everything going through his body.“You really haven't told me why you were outside because If you naturally needed air, the windows are openable and you can easily reach for it. Are you thinking about the woman

Lana’s POV I woke up and noticed that Jace wasn't in the room, nor the kitchen where he usually prepares breakfast for me but I did notice the warm coffee he kept but no note. I drank it while I thought. Maybe this was what I needed, he isn't around. That decision sat in my chest, but I pushed past it. Not for long because I already arranged the visit. I used the concierge desk, my request framed as concern. I asked about the woman from the dinner, I said she looked unwell and I wanted to check on her.They hesitated, then the concierge finally said, “She checked out early, but she's still in the city".I smiled politely. “Could you pass along a message please?" An hour later, I received a reply on my phone. A location, no name, no greeting. I left without drawing attention to myself. I texted Jace I was going to the spa, he didn't question it, which hurt more than if he had. Maybe he was tired of pushing, or adjusting to the distance. I took a cab across the city, watching stre

Lana’s POV We were tired as soon as we reached the hotel. I told Jace that I wouldn't be having dinner— I lost my appetite and I didn't want an awkward situation with him. I didn't want him asking me why I wasn't eating so I lied that I ate when I was on my way to the location. He didn't say anything but just nodded. Maybe he knew that I wanted space to recollect. I sat at the couch, opened my note pad and started writing about what happened today, how the police didn't believe people that came with the same story and at the end, I wrote, maybe they are with them and protecting them from the law. After I finished, Jace had finished making chocolate milk, which was very warm. He added some grapes on the plate and gave it to me without saying any words. I thanked him and took it to my room. The moment I entered, the cold air hit me, drawing away the negative response. I sank at the chair in the room, and ate softly, it did help with the pressure I was feeling. I took some wipes fro

Lana’s POV The party had already started when we arrived. We were asked to drop our phones, and anything that could contact the outside world which Jace found ridiculous and he made us not drop anything. Music moved through the air, it wasn't for dancing but to mute you hearing what people inside are doing or saying. The lights were warm and dim, which was angled to flatter faces and hide corners. The scent of expensive perfume was everywhere mixed with alcohol. People turned to look as we entered.Jace's hand rested lightly at my back, guiding. I stayed close, aware of his presence the way I was aware of exits and cameras and the men stationed too rigid around the exits.The guests didn't look random.They were well dressed, watches that cost more than houses. Shoes polished perfectly, low conversation but I did recognize a few faces from the event where we first won the invitation. Others I had only seen in articles, private auctions, my family business partners and private launc