I Want Her Bare, Always のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Jax The room felt smaller the longer I stayed inside it.Maybe it wasn't the room. Maybe it was everything Charles had just told me.The safe house was quiet compared to the chaos we had escaped. No gunfire. No screaming. No threats. Just silence. Yet somehow, I felt more overwhelmed sitting in that bedroom than I had while Jackson was holding me captive.My mind kept replaying every conversation I had overheard. Every weird comment. Every lie. Every half-truth. Then there was Nathalie. For months, I had seen her as Charles' fragile first love. A woman who had survived horrible things. A woman everyone seemed determined to protect. Now, maybe she was a ‘victim’ who had become something else entirely.The thought made my head hurt.I paced across the room again. Then again. Then once more.At some point, I realized Charles hadn't moved. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching me quietly. Normally, that would've annoyed me. Actually, it still annoyed me. But I w

Jax The moment Charles walked out of the room, I continued staring at the door for several seconds. Part of me wanted to follow him. Another part wanted to drag him back and force him to explain whatever had been in that message. The look on his face before he left hadn't been normal. It wasn't the look of a man receiving routine information. It wasn't even the look of someone trying to hide a minor problem. Something had shaken him.The worst part was that he had done exactly what I accused him of doing. He promised there would be no more secrets, then immediately walked away carrying one.I let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed my face. Sitting there wasn't helping. Thinking wasn't helping either. My mind kept bouncing between Jackson, Charles, Nathalie, and the insane revelation that Jackson was apparently my grandfather. Every answer seemed to create three new questions. I stood from the bed and began walking around the room. At first, I didn't have a destination. I simply moved b

Charles The moment the driver's door opened, my grip tightened around the pistol.Every possibility ran through my head at once. Jackson's men. A leak. A betrayal. Another trap.Then Ivan stepped out.I lowered the gun immediately."Jesus Christ," I muttered, exhaling sharply. "Are you trying to get yourself shot?"Ivan glanced at the weapon in my hand and smirked."I'm surprised you look worried."Behind me, Fernandez released a breath that sounded suspiciously like a prayer."Oh, thank God," the doctor muttered. "For a second, I thought we were all about to die."Ivan looked past me toward him. "You say that every time you see us.""Because every time I see you people, somebody is bleeding.""Fair point."I holstered the pistol and walked toward Ivan. "What are you doing here?"The amusement faded from his face. That was enough to tell me this wasn't a social visit."I needed to see you.""About what?"Ivan glanced toward the tree line before looking back at me."Jackson."My jaw t

Charles The moment I realized what address Jax had found, I knew exactly where she was headed.I should have been angry.Actually, I was angry.Not because she had gone through my things. At this point, that barely made the list of problems I was dealing with. I was angry because she had decided to investigate it alone. The address wasn't circled by accident. The notes weren't there by accident. Every piece of information in that briefcase had taken years to collect, and if she had found what I thought she found, then she was driving directly into territory that people had killed to protect.The entire drive felt too slow and every red light irritated me. Every vehicle in front of me seemed determined to become an obstacle.I checked my phone twice. Then three times. Then a fourth time. There was nothing, not even the smallest update. That somehow made everything worse.The more I thought about it, the more certain I became that she had already arrived. Jax wasn't the type to find a

Jax "Take me to her."The words left my mouth before Charles could finish whatever excuse he was about to give. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt painful, yet somehow not painful enough to distract me from the chaos tearing through my head. Everything I thought I knew about my life had just been ripped apart and rearranged into something I didn't recognize. A sister. Not a distant cousin. Not some family friend. A sister. My sister. And Charles was sitting there looking at me like he expected me to calmly process that information and wait for the right moment. I laughed bitterly and shook my head."Jax—""No." I turned sharply toward him. "Take me to Nathalie. Right now. Or take me to someone who can confirm this story because if you think I'm just going to sit at home wondering whether you're telling the truth, then you've completely lost your mind."Charles rubbed his forehead and exhaled heavily. He looked exhausted. For the first time since this conversation started, I n