Todos os capítulos de The Forgotten Vow (MM Romance): Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Leander POVI had thought about this moment a lot since I got my memories back.I did not think about it like people think about getting revenge, with a lot of anger and satisfaction. I thought about it quietly. I imagined sitting across from Conrad Vladmoss with everything out in the open, no pretending, no acting like a family, no fifteen years of putting on a show. I imagined what it would feel like to have all the facts and look at him with that knowledge.I did not expect to feel so tired.The room was set up by my lawyers, so it was all correct and official. We were in a conference room on the thirty-second floor of a building that our law firm owned, not Voss Corporation, so it was ground. Two police officers stood near the door. My main lawyer sat next to me. Conrad's lawyer, who had been called in with two hours' notice and looked surprised, sat next to Conrad. The table between us was ordinary. The chairs were ordinary too. Everything was ordinary except for the fifteen year

Conrad POVThe holding facility smelled like disinfectant. It was a flat smell that reminded me I wasn't living my life anymore.I sat on the bed and stared at the wall. The concrete blocks were grey and rough with chips near the floor. My mind worked like it always did, going over each detail without feeling anything. I needed to know where I went wrong. I didn't feel scared or sad. Those were feelings for people who let emotions control them. I just needed to look at the facts.The charges against me were made official two hours ago. My lawyer read them out with a tone, watching my face for a reaction: kidnapping, conspiracy, and asset fraud. The last charge was trying to kidnap Avelin Mirei. My lawyer said that name carefully, pausing to see if I would react.I didn't react. I had already reacted two nights ago in the back of the car, watching the police surround me on my phone. The numbers didn't work out in my favor. I had no moves left.I was right about Leander's intelligence a

Avelin POVWe did not plan to stay up all night. That is what happened. We had a lot to talk about. Important conversations like this one just happen when you stop trying to control them and let them go where they need to. We moved from the kitchen table to the couch at some point. We started with tea, then switched to water. Finally, we did not need anything to drink. The city outside our window changed from evening to night to the light of dawn. We did not notice any of it because we were too busy talking about things that had been on our minds for three years and longer.Leander told me about the journal my father-in-law had read. I had no idea he had read it. I did not know that Richard Voss had sat alone in his office at night with my pages and understood what his son was capable of being when he was not a Voss. Leander told me what his father had said in the sitting room afterward. I did not say anything. When he finished, I put my face against his shoulder for a moment because

Leander POVI didn't tell him where we were going.I told him it was a drive. I told him to bring Shen's beach bag and a sweater for himself and not to ask questions. That request worked on Avelin like it always had. Not at all. But he learned not to interrogate me when I had made up my mind, so he packed the bag. Put on his sweater. We stood in the hallway while Shen said goodbye to each of his toy dinosaurs. It was a thing that was going to cost us five minutes every time we left the house."Shen," I said."Almost done," Shen said. "I am telling the Triceratops we are going to the beach."I looked at Avelin. He looked at the ceiling.Eventually, we left.The drive took an hour. The city gave way to the coast. The buildings thinned out. The light changed to that brightness that only exists near the water. Shen fell asleep twenty minutes in. He used up the last of his energy from the dinosaur goodbye ceremony. He woke up when the car stopped, looked out the window at the ocean, and sa

Leander POVThe grey light of dawn filtered through the low window frame. Outside, the steady rhythm of the tide hit the cliffs, vibrating through the old floorboards. Avelin lay motionless beside me, his weight warm against my side. He slept with one arm tucked under his pillow, shifting just enough to keep the edge of the mattress from creaking. The small bedroom smelled of damp cedar, salt, and the faint tracking of woodsmoke from the kitchen below.I stared at the water stains on the ceiling panels. My chest moved in time with his. The phantom ache that usually kept me awake was gone, replaced by a low, rhythmic pulse against my collarbone. Beneath my shirt, the skin of the mark felt hot, a steady broadcast answering the sharp press of his shoulder against mine.I leaned down, brushing my mouth over the curve of his neck.Avelin stirred with a soft grunt. His fingers twitched against the sheet, then his grip tightened on my wrist. "Shen," he rasped, his voice thick with sleep."I