All Chapters of Swapped: His Dead Wife's Revenge: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

June’s Pov I didn’t know how long I cried after Nikolai left. Minutes? Hours? It felt like forever. My body ached in places I didn’t want to think about. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, felt his hands, remembered the way he took what he wanted without caring how much it hurt me. This man had killed my babies. He had ended two innocent lives with one bullet, and now he was using this body like it belonged to him. I should have been resting in bed with my twins growing inside me, dreaming about the future. Instead, I was trapped here, married to a murderer. I finally forced myself up and walked to the big windows. The city lights stretched out below like a sea of stars, beautiful and cold. I looked up at the dark sky and whispered, “Mom… Dad… why is this happening to me? Why me? Did I do something wrong in my past life? Please… show me a way out of this mess.” No answer came. Only silence. I felt disgusting. Nikolai’s touch still lingered on my skin like dirt I couldn’t

Nikolai’s Pov I looked down at her on her knees. Chloe’s lips were slightly parted, her eyes wet with tears, and for a moment the sight hit me harder than I expected. She had always been beautiful. Every man who saw her wanted her. That body, those curves, the way she moved. Even now, after the accident, something about her pulled at me. When I had watched her swimming earlier, the water sliding over her skin, my cock had hardened instantly. The reaction disgusted me. How could I want her when Diane was dead? I reached down and traced her lower lip with my thumb. Soft. Warm. She trembled under my touch. I pushed my joggers and boxers down. My cock sprang free, hard and heavy, the head already leaking. I wrapped my hand in her hair and pulled her forward. “Open,” I ordered. She hesitated, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. I didn’t wait. I pushed the head of my cock past her lips, sliding into the wet heat of her mouth. Fuck. She was so warm. So tight. I groaned low in my throat

June’s PovNikolai stared at me for a long moment after I shared my location. His eyes were cold, unreadable. Then he turned around without another word and walked back into the house. I stood there for a second, heart still racing, before I climbed into the back seat of the car.“Take me home,” I told the driver quietly. “To my father’s house.”He nodded and started the engine. I leaned back against the leather seat and looked out the window, watching the mansion gates fade behind us. In my head I kept begging silently. Please let the driver know the way. Please don’t ask me for directions. I had no idea where Chloe’s family home was. If he asked, I would look crazy again.The city streets passed by in a blur. Tall buildings, busy roads, people walking like their lives made sense. I wondered if any of them would believe me if I stopped the car and told them the truth. A woman shot and killed, now trapped in another body, married to her killer. Anyone who heard that story would think

June’s PovI sat at the table with Blue, my hands still shaking from everything I had just poured out. The bar felt too bright now, too full of eyes that kept glancing our way. I kept my head down, hoping no one was recording. Blue stared at me like she was seeing a ghost.“So you really don’t remember who took you after the shooting?” she asked quietly.“No,” I whispered. “Everything after the gunshot is just darkness. Then I woke up in the hospital and everyone was calling me Chloe.”Blue rubbed her forehead. “This is insane. Nikolai shot you? You’re sure it was him?”“I will never forget his face,” I said, my voice cracking. “He was the last thing I saw before I thought I was dying. And now I’m married to him. In her body.”Blue looked around quickly, then stood up. “I need a drink. Stay right here. I’ll be back in a second.”She walked toward the bar. I tried to smile to myself, but it felt broken. For the first time in days I had someone who believed me. Someone who knew the real

June’s PovAfter what happened between me and the new guy I saw, I decided to sleep more. After a few minutes I woke up and was lost in thoughts.A soft knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. I sat up quickly, heart jumping. Was it Nikolai again? I wrapped a robe around myself and opened the door.Mrs. McCoy stood there, Nikolai’s mother, smiling gently. “Good morning, Chloe. Can I come in for a moment?”“Sure,” I said, stepping aside. I ran my fingers through my messy hair, trying to smooth it down. “Pardon my hair. I just woke up.”She waved her hand as she stepped inside. “It is okay, dear. No need to apologize.” She sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot beside her. “Come sit with me.”I sat down, pulling the robe tighter around myself. My body still felt sore from the night before. Everything felt heavy.Mrs. McCoy took my hand in hers. Her touch was warm, almost motherly. “I just wanted to thank you personally for what you did yesterday. Nikolai told me the deal