All Chapters of After Three Years: She Wakes Up: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

[Connor]“I think I’ve found her.”My heart skipped, as Josh’s confident words brought me back from my daze. I had been lost in a memory, a powerful one, of a moment I can never forget, not only because it was one of the very few I had of my family home from childhood, but because it was such a turning point in my life. It was the day I decided I wanted to dedicate my life to healing others.And the first day I ever held Ariana in my arms.__________________________________________________It was on the eve of my 13th birthday. I was home for the summer holidays, back in New York after four years in Scotland, for a brief respite before my next stint in boarding school. This time my father had plans to send me to Eton College, the same place that all British nobility sent their children, especially their heirs. Technically, we were minor nobles ourselves, our family hailing from ancient Scottish lords, and although our titles were seen as almost non-existent by the English, we had enou

[Connor]Two miles. She was only two miles away. “Send the coordinates to my phone,” I demanded as I pulled off my jacket and replaced it with a rough, kevlar vest. Below that, I attached a simple back holster, checking the gun carefully before locking everything in place.My chest seized with worry as I thought of what could be happening to Ariana right now. How long has she been out here, afraid and in trouble, running for her life? What if Josh hadn’t figured out the location in time? What if…There were so many what ifs.“I’ve sent her last known coordinates to your phone.” Josh turned in his seat, meeting my gaze. “We’ll be following your tracker and will get as close as we can once you get her secure.”I nodded, giving Josh one last grateful smile “Thanks, Titan. For everything.” “Don’t mention it, Ouroborus,” He saluted with a matching grin. “Just bring our girl back.” Pushing open the sliding van door, I used the momentum of the still moving van to spring forward, dashing i

[Damien]My father’s harsh words bore into me, pinning me in place as I stood there, head bowed, taking his abuse. I deserved it, I guess. Not like he could make me feel any worse than I already did. I lost her, damn it. I let her get away. My treasure. “Another failure,” the tyrant barked, his crisp, New York accent cutting me like a knife. “You’re as useless as your lowborn slut of a mother.” I clenched my fists at the mention of my mother, the only person in this world whoever gave a damn about me. Unlike this tyrant sitting behind the desk. If it weren’t solid mahogany, I’d flip it. My mother died because of him and his cruelty. She was never good enough for him.I have never been good enough for him either. If I weren’t the only heir this bastard had after a dozen mistresses and three wives, he’d discard me as quickly as he tossed her aside when she became too sick and old to hang on his arm like a golden trophy. “What were you planning on doing with her, Damien?” my father

Fumbling in the darkness, I untwisted my body from a tangle of blankets and Connor’s arms.The smooth touch of Egyptian cotton across my skin as the sheets slowly trailed my naked arms and breasts told me everything I needed to know–I was in bed snuggled up with Connor Davies.Nude.“How did I get here?” I pulled myself out of his arms enough to face him, even though I couldn’t see anything in the absolute darkness of the room. “And why am I naked?”I reached a hand out in the darkness, my fingertips finding his bare chest. "Why are YOU naked too? We didn't...?"My mind was so out of it when he pulled me from the well. I didn’t even remember reaching the surface. Was it possible that I forgot an entire day?He let out a small bark of laughter that sounded just as much pained as it did amused. "Ariana, do you really think so little of me? Do you really think I'd take advantage of a sick and injured woman while she was unconscious?"Going very still I considered his words and realized th

"Ouroboros Biotech,” I repeated slowly, tasting the sounds as they rolled around my tongue. “Ouroboros Biotech.” Connor nodded, his lips sliding upward into a hesitant grin. “Yes, this is my real business. Haven Medical Group is my public face, but in the underworld, I’m Ouroboros."He exhaled heavily, as if releasing a burden that had been weighing him down, and yet his shoulders were still tight waiting for my response.He was right to be nervous. This was a lot for me to digest. "We have a facility down in Hawthorne, but that’s more of a shell where we produce our officially released products that have already received government approval. This is the real facility," he motioned towards the showroom and the various labs. "This is where the real work happens.""Okay," I responded, my brain catching up with his words. "So you’re Ouroboros."Connor frowned. “Yes. But you already knew that. Remember?” "I heard Titan call you Ouroboros," I admitted, "but I thought that was just an am