All Chapters of TIED IN HIS BED: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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THE EDGE OF RUN

The night had stretched long over the coastline, yet inside the safehouse, time seemed suspended. Every tick of the clock felt like a drumbeat announcing an approaching storm, an inevitable confrontation looming over them like a shadow carved from steel.Justina sat on the edge of the worn leather sofa, hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her eyes were fixed on the flickering candlelight that barely lit the room, but all she could see was Carson. Every thought, every pulse of adrenaline, every ounce of fear and desire coiled around him.Carson moved silently, patrolling the perimeter, scanning monitors, listening to every echo of the wind outside. He had grown quiet, more than usual, and Justina felt the weight of it. Something inside him refused to sleep, refused to rest, carrying every burden of the choices they had been forced to confront.She rose slowly and walked toward him, the soft soles of her shoes barely making a sound against the wooden floor.Carson, she murmured, voice bar

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THE SHADOWS OF LEGACY

The rain had turned the driveway into a slick mirror, reflecting the dim streetlights like shattered stars. Carson’s car rolled slowly toward the warehouse Ezra had insisted they investigate, an abandoned site at the edge of the city, rumored to have been one of Justina’s mother’s early operational hubs. The sky was a bruised mix of black and purple, and the wind tore at the edges of the car, rattling the windows like impatient ghosts.Justina sat in the passenger seat, fingers tapping against the leather console in a rhythm of anxiety she could not contain. Her mind raced with Ezra’s warnings, the truths he had revealed, and the secret her mother held: the network, the Protocol, the hidden contingency. Every corner of her past felt suddenly alive, threatening to swallow her whole.You are quiet, Carson said, glancing at her from the driver’s seat. His eyes, normally so steady, flickered with unease in the dim light.I am processing, she admitted. Every time I think I understand, ther

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LINES IN THE ASHES

The warehouse was silent now, but the quiet was not peace. It pressed against their lungs, heavy with expectation, every shadow a potential threat. The rain had slowed outside, but the occasional clap of thunder still rattled the roof like an unseen percussion. Justina’s fingers traced the edge of the cabinet she had been examining, brushing over folders and devices that smelled faintly of old smoke and polished metal. Every piece of her mother’s work whispered secrets she was not sure she was ready to hear.Carson’s hand rested lightly on her shoulder, a tether she could cling to. His eyes scanned the room ceaselessly, sharp and unyielding, yet they kept returning to her. His presence was a lifeline, grounding her in the maelstrom of fear and revelation.Ezra, she murmured, her voice barely audible over the faint drip of water from a cracked pipe. What exactly are we looking for?Ezra’s gaze lingered on a section of crates stacked meticulously in one corner. The lines of communicatio

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FRACTURES IN THE TRUST

The storm outside had faded to a steady drizzle, but inside the safehouse, tension hung heavier than any thundercloud. Justina sat cross-legged on the floor, fingers tracing the edges of a tablet Ezra had handed her earlier. The screen flickered with lines of code, encrypted messages, and coordinates that seemed to pulse with menace. Each flicker felt like a countdown, each number a shadow of the inevitable confrontation waiting for them.Carson sat across from her, elbows on his knees, eyes dark pools of focus and worry. Every so often, he glanced at her, scanning her face for any sign of weakness, fear, or hesitation. His presence was grounding, but it also reminded her that what they were about to face was not just about survival, it was about trust. Trust in him, trust in Ezra, trust in herself.“I do not like it,” Carson muttered finally, breaking the silence. “Her legacy is everywhere. Every system, every person. We cannot move without her knowing.”Justina pressed her lips into

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INTO THE FIRE

The safehouse was quiet, but every sound felt amplified the creak of floorboards, the hum of old wiring, even the distant roll of thunder outside. Justina moved through the room, each step deliberate, every sense sharpened. The files and devices Ezra had recovered from the warehouse were spread across the table like pieces of a puzzle she was not sure she was ready to complete.Carson followed closely behind, his hand brushing her back lightly, not as a restraint but as a tether. He had been unusually quiet since the revelation about her mother’s next move. His jaw was tight, eyes dark and restless, scanning every shadow, every corner, as if he could anticipate threats before they materialized.“We cannot wait,” Justina murmured, voice low and tense. “Every hour we delay, she gains more control. She is consolidating her operatives. She is predicting our moves.”Carson’s fingers found hers on the table, gripping tightly. “Then we go to her. Face her. Confront her before she strikes.”E

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ASHES OF BETRAYAL

The metallic corridors of the stronghold echoed with their footsteps, every sound amplified, every shadow a potential threat. Justina’s pulse raced, a mixture of fear, adrenaline, and determination coiling in her veins like fire. Carson moved beside her, every motion precise, controlled, his presence a tether to reality and courage she desperately needed.Ezra’s voice came from behind, low and calculated. “She is testing you. Every movement, every glance, every hesitation, it is all being recorded. If she detects doubt, she will exploit it immediately.”Justina swallowed hard, hands tightening on the edge of a railing as they approached a massive reinforced door. Beyond it lay the heart of her mother’s operation—the nerve center of the network, the epicenter of the legacy that had haunted her entire life.Carson’s eyes met hers. “No hesitation. Not now. Trust your instincts. Trust me.”She nodded, breathing deeply, letting his words anchor her. Together, they pushed the door open. The

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BENEATH THE ASHES

The stronghold’s corridors had shifted from sterile metallic order to chaos, a storm contained in steel and shadows. Sparks flew from broken panels, alarms screamed in jagged symphonies, and the faint scent of smoke clung to the air like a lingering threat. Justina moved deliberately, every step calculated, every breath a battle between instinct and fear.Carson followed closely, the faint brush of his hand against hers a grounding anchor amid the turmoil. His eyes were sharp, unwavering, tracking every movement, anticipating every threat. They had learned long ago that survival was more than courage, it was foresight, unity, and trust.Ezra lingered behind them, quiet and focused, a silent strategist monitoring the chaos through flickering screens. His instructions came in sharp, precise whispers. “Through the east wing. Minimal exposure. Watch for her operatives she is testing not just you, but all of us.”Justina’s pulse thundered in her ears. Beneath the ashes of her mother’s lega

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THE HEART OF FIRE

The central chamber pulsed with energy. Every monitor, every cable, every flicker of light amplified the tension in the room. Sparks from the stronghold’s failing defenses hissed and smoldered, the faint scent of burnt metal lingering like a warning. Justina’s heart raced in tandem with the distant storm outside, each beat a drum signaling confrontation, desire, and inevitability.Carson moved beside her, taut and alert, his hand brushing hers a grounding touch, a silent tether amid the chaos. There was no room for hesitation. Not now. Not ever.Ezra’s voice, calm but sharp, cut through the tension. “This is it. The heart of her operation. Every contingency, every trap, every hidden truth it’s here. And she knows you’re ready to face it.”Justina inhaled sharply, letting adrenaline mingle with the simmering fire within her. Every instinct, every memory, every lesson from shadows and betrayal converged in this moment.At the far end of the chamber, her mother stood, poised with an eleg

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THE FINAL EMBER

The air in the stronghold was thick with heat, smoke, and tension. Every monitor glowed with data, every shadow seemed to shift with intent, and every breath carried the weight of impending confrontation. Justina stood at the center, heart hammering, senses sharpened to every movement. The pulse of the building coursed like blood through its veins, a living testament to her mother’s legacy.Carson was at her side, his hand brushing hers, a tether, a promise, a lifeline. Silent for minutes, eyes scanning, body coiled like a predator, every nerve alert. His presence grounded her, a reminder that even in chaos, they were united.Ezra hovered slightly behind, tablet in hand, calculating, predicting, analyzing. “This is it,” he murmured. “The final defenses. The last tests. Once we cross this threshold, there’s no turning back.”Justina inhaled slowly. The storm outside mirrored the one in her chest, lightning flashing through reinforced windows, thunder rolling like a drumbeat of fate. Th

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ASHES REBORN

The storm had passed, leaving the city bathed in the pale silver light of dawn. Rain-soaked streets mirrored the fractured skyline, ozone lingering in the air like a whispered memory. Inside the stronghold, remnants of fire and chaos lingered like ghosts smoke curled lazily from scorched panels, wires hung like metallic vines, and shadows retreated from the corners where battle had raged. The weight of legacy, secrets, and betrayal still clung to the walls, but it no longer bound Justina Ashes. She was free, she had earned the freedom she had fought for.Justina stood in the center of the chamber, chest heaving, pulse still thrumming with adrenaline. Her hands were bruised, trembling slightly, yet her eyes blazed with triumph. She surveyed the room, the flickering monitors, scorched panels, and bent metal told the story of a battle won not only with skill and strength, but with will, love, and survival.Carson Wills was beside her, every inch the protective presence she had come to re

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