All Chapters of In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Danny's POVThe silence was going to kill me.I sat across from Virgil at the small table in his office, surrounded by stacks of financial records that smelled like old paper and desperation.The fluorescent light buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows across his face, and he hadn't looked at me once in the past forty-five minutes.Not once.I watched him flip through another page, his eyes scanning the columns of numbers with that intense focus I'd always found so infuriatingly attractive. His jaw was tight. His shoulders were rigid. Every line of his body screamed stay away, and I had no idea what I'd done wrong.Had I said something last night? Had I pushed too hard? He'd been the one to say you could have come in. He'd been the one to linger in the doorway, watching me drive away like he was memorizing the moment.And now he wouldn't even look at me."You're staring," he said, not looking up from the file.I didn't bother denying it. "You're ignoring me.""I'm working.""Virgil."

Olivia's POVThe hospital room was silent.Every sound was amplified. The steady beep of the heart monitor. The soft hiss of the oxygen machine. The rhythmic, almost imperceptible sound of Kane's breathing.I sat in the chair by the window, my hand resting on my bump, watching Lucious watch his son. If I could even call him that now.He hadn't moved since we walked in.His elbows were propped on his knees, his hands clasped loosely in front of him, his eyes fixed on Kane's pale face with an intensity that made my chest ache.I didn't understand it.This was the man who had tried to incapacitate him. This was the man who had been manipulated, used, twisted by Cynthia... and Julian into a weapon aimed directly at Lucious.And yet Lucious sat there like a sentinel, his face etched with worry, his shoulders tight with a fear I'd never seen him wear before.He'd stationed guards everywhere. Outside the room. At the elevators. At the main entrance of the hospital. He'd turned this place int

Lucious's POVI stood by the window of the quiet hospital room, my back to the bed, my hands clenched into fists at my sides.The glass was cold against my forehead, the city lights blurring into smears of gold and white beyond the reflection of my own haunted face.Behind me, Olivia lay motionless.The doctors had come and gone. They'd run their tests, checked her vitals, monitored the baby's heartbeat."Everything is normal," they said.Just stress. Just exhaustion. She needed rest.I wanted to believe them.I wanted to believe that the woman I loved had simply collapsed from the weight of everything we were carrying.That her body had finally given out under the pressure of Julian's games, of Kane's unconscious body in the next room, of the constant, suffocating fear that had become our daily bread.But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.The timing was too perfect.Kane appeared out of nowhere, unconscious, and now Olivia was unconscious too. Two people I loved,

Virgil's POVThe apartment was too quiet.I sat at the small kitchen table, a cold cup of coffee in front of me, my eyes fixed on the same page of the forensic report I'd been reading for the past hour.The words blurred together, black squiggles on white paper, meaningless shapes that refused to form into anything coherent.Olivia still hadn't woken up.The doctors had run every test they could think of. Blood work. Scans. Monitoring. They'd checked her vitals, the baby's heartbeat, her neurological responses. Everything came back normal. Inconclusive. A medical mystery that had them scratching their heads and offering empty reassurances."Just give it time," they'd said. "She's stable. The baby's stable. Sometimes the body just needs to rest."But I knew better.This wasn't rest. This wasn't exhaustion. This was something else. Something darker. Something Julian had orchestrated from the shadows.Had the vial been fed to Olivia?The thought had been gnawing at me for hours, a persis

Lucious's POVI walked slowly, deliberately, along the long hospital hallway.This is insane.The thought circled my mind like a vulture. I was walking into a trap of my own making, offering myself as bait to a man who had already tried to kill me once.Every instinct screamed at me to turn around, to go back to Olivia's room, to sit by her bedside and wait for her to wake up.But I couldn't do that.Not when Julian was still out there. Not when my family's safety depended on me seeing this through.I passed a nurse's station. The woman behind the desk smiled at me obliviously. I nodded back, my face a mask of calm, even as my insides churned with a fear I couldn't afford to show.Just keep walking.The exit loomed ahead, glass doors that slid open to reveal the grey morning light. Beyond them, the parking lot stretched out, dotted with cars and the occasional figure hurrying to their destination.I paused at the threshold.I could feel the weight of the plan pressing down on me. Vi