Alle Kapitel von His Dangerous Love On Ice: Kapitel 151 – Kapitel 160

Chapter 151: Olive's POVI didn't want to go to work the next day.Every fiber of my being wanted to stay in bed, pull the covers over my head, and pretend the last twenty-four hours hadn't happened.But hiding wasn't an option.I had a job to do. A project to complete. And sitting at home spiraling about Judy Byron's death wasn't going to change anything.So I got up. Showered. Put on my most professional outfit—a navy blue suit that screamed "I'm competent and definitely not a murder suspect."The drive to the Mercer Company felt longer than usual.My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary, my mind replaying the detective's questions over and over.‘Can you think of any reason why someone would want him dead?’No. I couldn't.I barely knew Judy. Hadn't seen him in five years until that dinner.But someone had killed him. And the timing—right after he'd hinted at knowing things about Klaus—felt too deliberate to be coincidence.I pulled into the Mercer Company parkin

Chapter 153: Olive's POVMy eyes widened as I read the message once, then twice, then a third time, my hands starting to shake so badly I almost dropped my phone.This wasn't a reporter trying to get a statement. This wasn't some random person who'd seen my name in the news.This was a threat.Someone was actively threatening me.I read it again, my mind racing through different possibilities, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.And then suddenly, my mind flashed back to the flowers that had shown up at my office weeks ago. The strange messages I'd been getting. At the art gallery when I'd felt like someone was watching me even when they had sent me.Was it the same person?Had someone been monitoring me this entire time?What did they have to do with Judy's death?‘People who know too much tend to die.’Judy had known something. Had hinted at secrets about Klaus, about connections I didn't understand.And now he was dead.And someone was warning me to stay away fr

Chapter 155: Olive's POVImmediately, her Spanish accent broke through the phone, warm and concerned. "Hello, Olive. I saw your missed calls. I'm so sorry, I've been super busy. What's going on? Are you good?"I closed my eyes for a second, looking down the hallway where the sound of the TV was coming from, where the twins were probably already engrossed in their show."Yes, I was just—" I bit my lip, not knowing what to say and rethinking my decision to call her in the first place.What was I going to tell her anyway?That I was going to show up at her apartment unannounced because I was being threatened by an unknown person who'd been tracking me? That somehow my dead brother had been murdered and my hot, complicated boyfriend had known about it and I was trying to dig up the truth secretly but someone was always one step ahead of me?"Olive, are you still there?"Fuck."Yes, shit, I got carried away." The lie came out smooth, smoother than it should have. "I just wanted to check in

Chapter 157: Olive's POVThe wind blew through my face with a force that made my eyes water, my hair whipping wildly behind me as I rode the bicycle down through the street with my hands shaking from the thrill of it all, and even feeling the fear coursing through my veins, the anxiety that I might crash at any second, only made everything more interesting, more exciting, more alive than I'd felt in forever.I increased the pressure on the pedals because I loved the fact that I was finally getting the hang of this without caring about the consequences, breaking the very first rule Klaus had set when he'd agreed to teach me.A voice screamed behind me, panic clear in every word."Don't get yourself hurt! Reduce the speed, Olive!"But rather than slow down like any rational person would, his voice somehow motivated me to increase the speed even more, and I cycled even harder through the paved road, my laughter echoing through the quiet suburban street as I tried to race against Klaus wh

Chapter 159: Zane's POV"You think she's not ready to hear the truth?"Nikolai's voice cut through the sound of metal scraping against metal as I pulled the tire off the car, my hands already black with grease, sweat dripping down my back despite the garage being relatively cool.I grabbed a new tire from the corner where I'd stacked them earlier and rolled it toward the car with more force than necessary."No, she's not," I said, positioning the tire and reaching for the tire iron. "She runs when she hears the truth. Every single time something gets too real, she bolts.""If she runs when she hears the truth, then maybe that's for the best," Nikolai said from where he was leaning against my workbench, arms crossed, watching me work with that particular expression that meant he was about to say something I didn't want to hear. "Better than keeping her in the dark and having her find out some other way. That'll make her run even faster."I stopped what I was doing and jerked my head up