All Chapters of I Want Her Bare, Always: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Charles I had barely even sat down when Ivan started talking again. Honestly, sometimes I wish I could escape this part— his emending opinions on things but I guess being a Wade brother is a reason to survive through it’s It was like he had been waiting for me. The moment I relaxed into the chair, he leaned forward and looked at me.“So,” he said, “you really want to do this here?”I already knew what he meant. He didn’t need to explain it. Everybody had been asking me the same thing, just in different ways, like maybe if they asked enough times I would change my mind.“Yeah,” I said.He didn’t look convinced. “You sure?”I nodded, even though I didn’t feel like explaining anything. I was tired. Not physically, just tired of talking about the same thing over and over again.“Yeah. I am.”Lately, I’ve become too bad at lying that at one attempt; there’s going to be a crazy caught. There was a small silence. He kept looking at me like he was trying to read my face or find something

JaxI didn’t know how long I had been screaming.It felt like forever.My throat burned. My voice had started to break somewhere along the way, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The sound of my own voice was the only thing reminding me I was still… here. Still awake. Still fighting.The space around me was tight. Dark. The kind of darkness that pressed against your eyes even when they were open. The air smelled wrong too… thick, stale, like it had been trapped there for too long.I shifted, trying to move my legs, but the position I had been thrown into made it difficult. My shoulder ached. My back hurt. Everything felt wrong.“Hey!” I shouted again, my voice cracking. “Whoever the hell is out there, open this door!”There was nothing… just the low, steady sound of the engine.I swallowed, trying to steady my breathing.Think, Jax, think.But it was hard to think when fear kept trying to take over.I kicked at the metal surface beside me.“Do you even know who you’re dealing with?” I yel

Charles “Right this way, ma’am.”The saleswoman smiled and stretched her hand toward the fitting area, and Nathalie followed her without another word. Her back was straight, but I could see the stiffness in her shoulders, and the way her jaw stayed locked told me she was still angry.I stayed where I was for a moment, then walked deeper into the boutique and stopped near a row of evening gowns.The row was filled with silk, satin, sequins and bright colors but none of it held my attention for more than a second.My hand slipped into my pocket again, and I pulled out my phone, staring at the screen like it had offended me personally.Still, not a single sign of Jax.A bitter sigh left my mouth, and I turned away from the dresses, rubbing my thumb over the edge of the phone. Something about this whole thing felt wrong. The more I thought about it, the worse it got. Jax was reckless, yes. Stubborn too.She could walk away from a conversation and slam a door without looking back but wha

Jaxen “What was taken from this family has a way of returning.”The words kept ringing in my ears long after the door shut behind him.For one second, I just stood there, staring at the space he had left behind, breathing hard like the room had suddenly grown too small for my lungs. Then the shock burned off, and all that remained was anger. Hot, sharp, and crawling under my skin.I lunged for the door.“Open this damn door.”My palm slammed against the wood so hard it stung, but I barely felt it. I hit it again, louder this time, and the guards outside did not answer.“Do you hear me?” I snapped. “Open it now.”Of course, nothing.I stepped back, chest rising and falling, then turned and kicked the leg of the chair so hard it scraped across the floor and toppled sideways. The sound cracked through the room, but still nobody came running.A laugh tore out of me, dry and bitter.“This is insane.”I dragged a hand through my hair and started pacing. One end of the room to the other. Th

Brad didn’t leave immediately after dropping the information.He stayed.That alone told me how bad it was.We were both standing in the same space, but it felt like we were miles apart. My head was still stuck on that picture Ivan had sent earlier. Nathalie. Younger. Standing next to a man I had spent years trying to track.A man connected to everything that went wrong in my family.A man I never found.And now… suddenly, he had been right there all along with her.“You’re quiet,” Brad said carefully.I didn’t respond… because I didn’t trust what I’d say if I opened my mouth.“Charles,” he added, a little firmer this time. “Say something.”I let out a slow breath, dragging my hand over my face.“This is wrong,” I muttered.Brad frowned. “What part?”“All of it,” I snapped, finally looking at him. “Every single part of it is wrong.”He didn’t argue… because he knew.“I’ll keep digging,” he said after a moment. “There’s more here. There has to be.”“There better be,” I replied.“There