All Chapters of After Three Years: She Wakes Up: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

[Ariana]And the moment our fingers touched……everything shifted. I was unaware of the depth of the emptiness within my heart until, with my hand in his, I felt the warmth of our renewed connection fill me with a new light. It was a sparkling energy, bubbling between us like the sweetest champagne, leaving me giddy and drunk from the sensation. It was as if the energy from the moment before, when we worked together to save Ally, burned between us, igniting between us, a catalyst for our new found chemistry. What attraction we may have felt before became more intense–electric. And as he led me from the room, our fingers interlacing automatically, my breath caught in my throat from the sudden rush of heat that started from that simple touch and burned its way into my core. What was this? Why was I reacting so strongly? Was it because he was my instrument, the conduit for the healing energy as it passed from the universe, through him and into me as I touched each needleDid it matter

The biggest of those enemies, we realized, was the person who was behind my kidnapping. Laying down on my stomach, my chin in my hands, I watched Connor pace back and forth, relaying everything that had happened from the moment he lost track of me until he found me in that cave. “Titan and I believe the explosion was a set up,” Connor explained, anger rising in his usually temperate voice. Apparently, several of the emergency workers at the scene were not city employees, but people pretending to be police officers and ambulances. “They tried to take my sister and you. Why they wanted both of you is still a mystery, but I have a feeling it all connects back to the Blackfork Group.”“Blackfork?” I repeated, remembering the conversation I overheard between Nurse Samuels and a man who sounded a lot like Tex, except for the lack of accent. “As in Mr. Blackfork?” Connor raised an inquisitive eyebrow as he paused to look at me. “How did you already know?" Exhaling slowly, I relayed what I

Jose Barraca, the nurse who had mysteriously vanished, taken mistakenly by what we were told were Immigration Officers, had somehow, just as mysteriously, reappeared. This was the same nurse who hadn’t been heard nor seen by either his friends or family since he was placed in the back of a van almost a week ago. And yet now, out of nowhere, he’s showing up for his afternoon shift?Why?Or more importantly, how?I’d have voiced my questions to Connor except that he was busy on his phone, checking with contacts, finding out when he returned, and how we were only finding out about it now. From what I could overhear, it seemed like his return was just as much a mystery to us as it was to everyone else. It was like he just suddenly reappeared, stepping through the morning fog like a ghost. “Can we check on Ally?” I asked as he closed his phone, his other hand guiding me down an unfamiliar corridor. “She’s fine,” he assured me, pressing a finger to one of his discreet earbuds. “ASP is ke

Leaning in, he pressed a kiss against each of my eyelids before slowly following the wet trail of tears staining my cheeks. “Connor,” I gasped, as his petal-soft lifts found their way down my chin to the space behind my ear. “Damn it, we don’t have time for this.”“Hmm….” he smiled against my neck, choosing to ignore my protests for being “responsible” and “getting back to work.” “He’s not going anywhere,” Connor insisted, his hands gently massaging my waist as they made a slow, upward climb to more sensitive places.God, this man was insatiable. Who knew that underneath his frigid exterior was a man made of fire. Give him a little taste and he goes in for the entire feast. “Connor,” my voice hitched as his thumbs found my nipples, his hands cupping my swelling breasts as, despite my better judgement, I melted into his touch. “Connor, Gerald is waiting…for us…at HMG…I…” His thumbs began to trace small circles, and my breasts, newly familiar to his touch, responded immediately, my

“Mr. Barraca, put your hands in the air!” A brave security guard raised her taser, ready to neutralize the threat. “Stand down,” Connor commanded in a firm, rapid voice. “Don’t hurt him. He isn’t a threat.” Isn’t a threat? Was he kidding me?“Wavelength seven,” Connor raised his hand, a faint hum radiating from the watch at his wrist, so quiet and high, that most humans wouldn’t be able to hear it. I’ve always been able to hear sounds that others missed, my hearing one of my most sensitive senses.Mr. Barraca stilled, his body going rigid, his eyes losing focus, as if he were suddenly lost and confused. “Level 2,” Connor spoke, not to any of us, but to his AI driven security system, ASP. A few seconds later, the sound began to vibrate with even more intensity, making me wince. I raised my hands to protect my ears. “Stand still,” Connor instructed without looking back. “If you make any sudden movements he could…” But it was already too late. My hands had moved too quickly. And Mr