All Chapters of Claimed Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

190 Chapters

181 — The Escape

Victor's POVToday was the day.Special visiting day. No handcuffs. The visiting room smelled of cheap coffee, and body heat. Families filled the chairs. Kids cried. Wives whispered. Guards leaned against the walls, bored and tired. The air felt thick and warm, heavy with too many bodies in one place.I sat at a small metal table with my fake visitor. A man I paid a lot of money. He talked quietly about nothing. I nodded and smiled like a normal inmate missing his family. My heart pounded hard against my ribs. Every beat felt loud in my ears. Sweat trickled down my back under the rough gray prison shirt. The fabric stuck to my skin.The clock on the wall ticked loudly. Each second felt like a knife. I kept my face calm. My hands stayed loose on the table. One wrong move and everything would end.A guard near the door coughed twice. That was the signal.I stood up slowly. My legs felt weak but I forced them steady. I hugged the fake visitor tight. His cheap cologne filled my nose. “Tak

182 — The President's Mansion

Ava's POV"Time to bring my A game," I smirked low under my breath. A thrill ran through my body. Things were going just as planned. My heart beat fast but steady. I moved slowly toward the black cars. I put on my pity card, dropping my shoulders low. My eyes looked wide and scared. I kept my hands close to my chest like a frightened woman. The cool morning air brushed my arms and made my skin tingle.One agent opened the back door. The leather seat felt real cold when I slid inside. The door shut with a heavy thud. The smell of new car and strong cologne filled the small space. The engine roared to life. We drove off fast. The tires hummed against the road. I stared out the window. Tall trees and buildings passed in a blur. My hands stayed folded tight in my lap. The drive felt long. My mind raced with every turn.Finally, we reached a huge main gate. Tall iron bars rose high with sharp points at the top. Beautiful green gardens stretched on both sides. Flowers bloomed in bright col

183 — The Dock

Ava's POVJust when the time felt right, I drove to the dock area. The clock on my phone glowed almost midnight. I arrived a bit earlier than planned. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight. The night air rushed through the open window. It carried the sharp smell of salt water, fish, and old oil. My black dress stuck to my back from nervous sweat. My heart beating loud and heavy in my chest as I parked the car behind some rusty old crates. The engine ticked quietly as it cooled.There was no sign of anybody at first. Only a very few people moved near the boat area. They looked like late-night workers. One man stood by the small boat I had arranged. His cigarette glowed red in the dark. My mind stayed clouded with thoughts. I could not think straight. Tall high cube containers filled the cargo area like giant metal walls. They cast long, dark shadows under the dim yellow lights. I could not walk around freely. I stuck to the direction I knew. My heels clicked softly on the wet co

184 — The Harshest Truth

Ava's POVOne week had passed. Every single day felt heavy and slow. I had been struggling to enter the President’s mansion without a visitation pass. My legs ached from standing outside the tall gates for hours. Guards shook their heads every time. My voice grew hoarse from begging. “Please, just let me in for five minutes,” I had said again and again. My mind had not been at rest since that night at the dock. The cold wind from the sea still felt like it blew on my skin. The sound of Victor’s screams still rang in my ears. I was not going to leave no matter what.Just as I stood there again with tears drying on my cheeks, another man in a sharp suit came forward. He spoke quietly to the guards. They stepped aside. “Come with me,” he said. His voice sounded flat. I followed him inside. The cool air from the big halls touched my hot face. They put me on hold in a side room. I sat down on the chair. My body felt so weak and tired I thought I might faint. My head spun real fast. My sto

185 — Julian's Key.

Ava's POVTwo days had passed. The night felt young but empty inside the big house. I still struggled to accept the fact that Julian was gone. My body moved like it belonged to someone else. Leon and Victor were out of the picture now. And there's no one was willing to help me. All my attempts to find him had ended in closed doors and cold words. I felt so alone.I stood under the hot shower. The water ran down my skin like warm tears that would not stop. Steam filled the bathroom and made the mirror foggy. I scrubbed my body slowly. The soap smelled of flowers but it brought no comfort. My hands shook as I washed my hair. “Julian,” I whispered to the water. “Where are you? Why won’t you come back to me?” The sound disappeared under the running water. I turned the tap off and stepped out. The cold air hit my wet skin and made me shiver hard. I dried myself with a soft towel. It felt rough against my tired body.I put on my full pyjamas. The trousers type with long sleeves. The soft bl

186 — The Hospital Room

Ava's POVI dashed to the hospital that night. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. I called a cab with shaking fingers. The cold night air hit my face as I waited outside the house. I still wore my blue pyjamas. The soft fabric felt thin against the wind. My bare feet slipped into different shoes without socks. The cab arrived fast. I jumped in. “New Hope Medical Centre. Please hurry,” I said. My voice sounded desperate. The driver nodded and drove off. Street lights blurred past the window. My hands gripped the gold key tight. It felt warm now from my palm.I arrived at the hospital. Bright lights shone from the big building. I barged inside. The automatic doors opened with a whoosh. The smell of medicine and clean floors filled my nose. My pyjamas looked strange under the white lights but I did not care. I followed the little direction signs on the walls. Arrows pointed left and right. I turned corners fast. My shoes slapped the shiny floor. But I got lost. The hal

187 — Gold Gala Night VII

James' POV (Flashback — The Night of the Gold Gala)"Oh shit!" I cursed under my breath. My heart raced like a drum in my chest as I wondered why I agreed to this crazy plan in the first place. I had always put my life on the line for my boss, but tonight felt different, and a lot more dangerous. I held the pen tight in my hand. The cool metal pressed against my sweaty palm. I had just collected it from Ava. I moved fast now, sticking to the plan. My waiter uniform felt tight around my shoulders as I pushed through the busy crowd.I got backstage. Lights flashed from the main hall. I dropped my tray of drinks on a side table with a soft clink. Glasses shook but did not fall. I fixed my nose mask quickly. The fabric felt rough against my face. I pulled it tight.I spotted the second guy managing the sounds. He sat in a small booth with headphones around his neck. I walked straight to him. My shoes made soft sounds on the floor. I dropped a thick envelope of money right in front of hi

188 — Who Are You?

Ava's POVWe sat outside the hospital now, getting some fresh morning air. The sun had just risen, painting the sky in soft pink and orange colors. A gentle breeze brushed against my face and moved strands of my messy hair. James had filled me in on everything. My mind felt much clearer now, but heavier at the same time, like a stone sat on my chest."You're telling me that Julian might not remember us?" I said. My voice came out small and broken. I sat on the wooden bench beside James. The bench felt cool under my thin pyjamas. I still hoped he would reassure me that the worst would not happen. My fingers twisted together in my lap. They felt cold and shaky.James nodded slowly. He looked exhausted. Dark circles sat heavy under his eyes. His shoulders slumped forward. "He was drugged with an overdose," he said. He admitted it to himself too. His hands rested on his knees, fingers tapping nervously. "They found a large dose of the same drug Victor put on you—""Oh God!" I blurted out.

189 — Almost Goodbyes

Ava's POVI pulled back slowly, my steps shaky. I was unable to even look right at his face as soon as he asked the question. I was so afraid. Just when I thought he had made it through okay, he might have forgotten me. My heart felt like it was breaking all over again. The room spun a little. Tears burned my eyes. My legs felt weak. I took one small step back, my hands trembling at my sides."She's the nurse who's in charge of you," I turned sharply as soon as I heard James' voice behind me. His words cut through the heavy silence like a lifeline."You're awake," the nurse said, smiling real bright as she stepped closer. Her white uniform rustled softly. "That's wonderful. How are you feeling, Mr. Hong-Knight?"James cleared his throat and pulled her away gently by the arm. "Give them a minute, please," he whispered to her. "They really need this time." The moment they left the room, the door clicked shut softly, I turned to look up at him. My gaze fixed on his face. He looked at me

190 — New Beginnings

Ava's POVA week has passed. It's night now. I lay on the bed, still in my nightdress in his penthouse. But not asleep, as I'm waiting for Julian. I switched off the TV, that was airing the whole case, closing it up, the Syndicate handling the matter in their own way.I stood up now, pouring myself a glass of water. The storm was over now and we've got our lives together. I stood, watching the city skyline from his glass penthouse. The last time I've been here was when he gave me his golden key. If I recall. If I hadn't regained my memory at all, I won't even know about his penthouse. Being here just made me able to picture what I could recall. I inhale deeply, enjoying the peace and quiet when the door was slammed open. I turned sharply, catching my breath. "Gosh.. What are you looking like this?" I exclaimed hard, studying his look. His suit was wrinkled and rumpled, the tie loosened and hanging crooked around his neck. His hair was messy, strands falling over his forehead. Sweat sh

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