All Chapters of He was never mine: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Almost

Avery's POVI looked at the window, the chair, and the bag I’d dropped on the floor. Anywhere except his face. “Long day.” My voice came out steadier than I felt inside.He didn’t answer, he kept walking towards me. “You had a lot of attention today.”“That’s…It’s my job.” “I know.” Silence filled the room.He took a slow one step toward me, not crowding me, closing the distance between us. His voice dropped, barely above a whisper. “Doesn’t mean I liked it though.”That hit me somewhere deep, it wasn't just observation he was jealous. I stepped back instinctively, but I didn’t break eye contact. And he followed.The space between us got smaller. Not touching me yet, but close enough that I could feel the warmth of him through the fabric of my dress. I could see the slight tension in his jaw, the way his hands hung at his sides. My pulse was doing something embarrassing. I was very aware of every small thing, the distance between our feet, the fact that he’d been looking at my

Unfinished

Wyatt’s POVWe sat on the same flight back to California for six hours and barely said twenty words to each other. We shared a car from the airport, silence the whole way. When we got out she said goodnight and I said goodnight and that was it.That was four days ago. No calls, and no texts. I told myself I was giving her space. But honestly? I was avoiding her. Avoiding the thing I started and then couldn’t finish, and the look on her face when I stepped back and said I shouldn’t have done that. That look had been sitting in my chest ever since.That night in the bathroom still sat with me. Cold water running, hands gripping the edge of the sink, trying to get myself under control. I wasn’t sorry for wanting her. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that I’d spent the entire day watching other men leaned in too close during conversations, they gestured too close to her arm, and stood in her space.I’d held it together all day, stayed quiet, stayed back, let her handle it bec

Stay

Avery's POV“Stay inside,” he paused, I heard keys sound in the background. “I’m on my way.” The line went dead.I'd been waiting for his call for four days. I’d convinced myself that was fine, that we both just needed time to let the London chaos settle before picking up again. Now, I stood there with the phone in my hand and a knot forming low in my stomach after days of silence.The urgency in his voice…what could have possibly happened?I was on the first floor of my apartment, a good view of the street below. I pulled the curtain back a little so I could see without being seen. A black mid-sized SUV sat across the street. Engine running, nobody getting in or out. Sitting there, facing my building. I watched it for a full minute, waiting for it to pull away or for someone to step out with shopping bags or do something normal.It didn’t move.Slowly, it rolled forward and drove off down the street. Whoever was driving had seen what they came for.I let the curtain fall back and

Not Over Yet

Wyatt’s POVI was up before six.Avery was still asleep. Her bedroom door stayed closed all night. No sound came from that side of the apartment since she went in around midnight.I took the couch without either of us making a big deal about it. Neither of us said much after “okay.” We just moved around each other quietly, the way you do when the day has been too long and too much and you both understand that some conversations need to wait until morning.I’d been awake for an hour before the sun came up properly. I used the time. I called my assistant first, kept my voice low, told him I needed someone in Avery’s apartment before eight to replace the balcony lock, fresh clothes, and the files I’d left on my desk yesterday. By seven-fifteen a locksmith had come and gone and a bag with two days’ worth of clothes sat by the front door. I’d sent the plates to my security team the night before, right after Avery went to bed. Screenshots from the surveillance footage, both cars, the ti

You’re Not Alone

Wyatt’s POV“They’ll come back.”She let that settle for a second, then she turned to look at me. “We need to report it. The police need to know about this.”“Yeah,” I agreed. “That’s where we’re going.”“Now?” she asked, her brows pulled together.“If you’re okay with it.”She looked out the window for a moment, and I could see her thinking it through. She looked back at me seconds later. “Okay. Let’s go.”I drove to the police station that had handled Daniel’s case, where the Detective Morris was assigned.Avery sat quietly beside me, looking outside the window at first, but I could tell her mind wasn’t on the street. She was thinking, a little shaken, turning things over in her head.“Hey,” I said, not taking my eyes off the road.She turned slightly. “Hmm?”“Don’t get ahead of it,” my voice stayed even. “We don’t know what it is yet.”She let out a deep breath, looking back outside the window. “Someone is outside my apartment, watching me, Wyatt.”“I know.” “But we are handling

Mine Finally

Wyatt’s POVMy hand was still on the door handle.I turned to look at her. “What?”She didn’t answer right away. She stared at me, something moving behind her eyes that I couldn’t quite read. It looked more like she’d made up her mind and she was done thinking. Then she unclipped her seatbelt.I watched her shift in her seat, turning toward me, and I stayed still because I didn’t know what was happening until it was already happening. Her hand came to my jaw and she kissed me.Not soft in any way. She kissed me like she’d decided and wasn’t going back on it. Her lips pressed hard against mine, and for half a second I sat still, processing the fact that Avery had just grabbed my face in a car outside her apartment building.Then I caught up.My seatbelt was still on, which was fucking annoying as hell. I reached down, unclicked it, leaned all the way across the console toward her, and kissed her back.The way I’d been stopping myself from doing since yesterday when I saw her in that

Let Them See

Avery’s POVLight was coming through the curtains in that warm, lazy way. I lay there on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I felt good, actually good. Not because of work or Monochrome.Then I remembered why.It was what happened in the car last night. The way I’d unclipped the seatbelt and kissed him because I wanted to and I was done pretending I didn’t want him.I’d made the first move…yeah, I did. It felt right, it was right. I wanted Wyatt, still did, lying here in my own bed the morning after, I still did.The cars watching my building and whoever was behind all of it and every messy thing around us, didn’t change that. Not even a little.I stayed in bed for another minute just letting myself feel okay about it.My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached for it without getting up.It was Wyatt.“Good morning. How was your night?”I smiled at the screen like an idiot, and typed back immediately. “Great. Yours?”Three dots appeared and disappeared.“Fine. Have a nice day. I’ll c

Let Them See

Avery’s POVThe restaurant was loud in the best way. Both teams were already there when I arrived. Elise’s people on one side. My people on the other. The two groups mixed together the way they’d learned to do during Fashion Week. Drinks were ordered. Someone laughed loud at something across the table. The energy felt good, easy. The celebratory noise filled the air, noise that comes when people know they earned the night.I walked in and felt the looks right away. A few of my designers saw the hickey still on my neck and looked away fast, trying not to smile. I knew it was still there. I just didn’t care anymore like I would have two weeks ago.Elise came over first. She gave me a warm smile, and touched my arm slightly. “You made it.”“I said I would,” I said, and she laughed.She looked good, dressed in a nice backless short gown with a jacket on. She looked more relaxed than I had seen her in the afternoon. But something felt off about her. She kept glancing towards the ma

He’s Close

Avery’s POVI was the first one into Monochrome that morning, it was the next Monday after the dinner. We’d had enough fun during the weekend.Coffee from the place on the corner was in my hand, files already opened in the elevator on the way up, the building was empty except for the security on night duty when I got in. I sat at my desk and worked through the first hour in the quiet that only exists before everyone else arrives.I wasn’t relaxed. I hadn’t been since we reported the cars to Detective Morris. I’d just gotten better at functioning through it, working even during the weekend, moving through the days like nothing was wrong while something low and persistent hummed in the back of my head. I stepped out to grab something from the printer down the hall and stopped dead.A bouquet of white roses sat directly in front of my office door. Not dropped off casually, not leaning against the wall the way a delivery person would leave something. It was placed there by someone ca

While She Sleeps

Wyatt’s POV“I am already on my way.”I was already at the door before the call ended. I got to my car, engine running before I’d fully processed what she’d just told me. A photo of her outside her apartment building this morning. Someone was standing across the street with a camera pointed at her face and she’d walked straight out into it without knowing.I drove fast but kept my head clear. I needed to be useful when I got there.The receptionist at Monochrome called after me when I walked past the front desk without stopping. I kept moving. Stella was already at the elevator when I got there, looking tense, reading something in my face before I said a word.“She’s in her office,” she said.I nodded once and stepped into the elevator.Avery was standing at her window when I entered her office. Phone in hand, looking down at the street below. She turned when she heard the door open.I crossed the room and stopped in front of her. Instead of saying anything, I took her face in both

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