All Chapters of In Bed With My Fiancé’s Father: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Virgil's POVWe'd been here for hours.Huddled in the narrow space between two massive storage units, hidden from view, waiting. My legs were cramping, my back ached, and my eyes burned from staring at the same stretch of corridor for what felt like an eternity.But I couldn't move. Couldn't relax. Couldn't do anything but wait.Danny's shoulder pressed against mine. I could feel the heat of him through my jacket, could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest. Every time he shifted, every time he breathed, I was acutely aware of his presence.It was torture.I thought about that night.About the darkness of my bedroom, the heat of my own hand, the shameful, desperate sound of his name falling from my lips.Danny.I'd wanted him so badly it hurt. I'd wanted to cross the room, to push open the door, to take what I'd been too afraid to reach for.But I hadn't.I'd stayed in my room, touching myself like some hot-blooded teenager, and then I'd lain there in the aftermath, hating myself

Lucious's POVI hadn't been to Kane's ward since the day Olivia fell unconscious.It wasn't that I didn't care. God, that was the worst part. I cared so much that it was eating me alive, a slow, gnawing rot that started in my chest and spread through my entire body. I cared about the boy I'd raised, the boy I'd loved, the boy who had tried to destroy me.But I couldn't look at him.Every time I thought about walking through that door, every time I pictured his pale face against the white pillowcase, I felt something inside me crack.So I stayed here, by Olivia's side.My hand rested on her bump, my fingers caressing the swell of her belly. The baby moved sometimes, small flutters against my palm, and each time I felt it, I wanted to weep. They were so strong, so alive, and so utterly dependent on us to keep them safe.And I was failing.I'd been sitting here for hours, days, maybe. I'd lost count.The machines beeped softly. The fluorescent lights hummed. And the world outside carried

Virgil's POVDanny's lips were on mine again before I could catch my breath, sucking, biting, drowning me in something I hadn't felt in a long time.He kissed me like he was drowning and I was air, like those twenty years of silence were being poured into every desperate press of his mouth against mine.His hands were in my hair, tugging, angling my head back, and I let him, a low groan escaping my throat. I let him because I was tired of fighting. Tired of running. Tired of pretending I didn't want this.I wanted him.I'd always wanted him.He tasted like coffee and something sweeter, something that was uniquely him, and I felt myself falling. Falling into the heat of his body, the strength of his hands, the familiar weight of him against me."Virgil," he breathed against my lips, and the sound of my name in his voice—rough, desperate, aching—sent an exhilarating shiver down my spine.I pulled him closer, my hands fisting in his jacket, and kissed him harder. I wanted to devour him.

Olivia's POVThe hospital corridor was swarming with guards.I counted twelve of them as I walked toward Kane's ward, their dark suits and earpieces making them look like they'd stepped out of a spy movie.They stood at attention outside the doors, their eyes scanning every corner, every face that passed by. It was almost comical, the way they'd turned this place into a fortress.I laughed softly to myself, shaking my head.Lucious was so protective. So determined to keep us all safe, even when it meant turning a hospital into a military zone. It was sweet, really. Exhausting, but sweet.The guards recognized me immediately, parting to let me through. One of them nodded, his face professional but not unkind. "Mrs. Salander."I chuckled and didn't bother correcting him. I was going to be Mrs. Salander soon enough.The door to Kane's ward swung open, and I stepped inside.The room was quiet, the only sounds the soft beep of monitors and the steady rhythm of Kane's breathing.He lay moti

Virgil's POV "We can't wait anymore."Danny's voice was firm, final, with the kind of tone that brooked no argument. I looked at him across the table in my office, at the hard clench of his jaw and the fire in his eyes, and I knew hhe was right.Reyes had to be caught.It didn't matter if he would lead us to Julian. It didn't matter if he was the key to some larger, more sinister plan.The man had been walking around free for too long and every second he remained unaccounted for was a second Julian could use against us.Olivia was fighting for her life.The baby was fighting for theirs. And Kane was still unconscious, trapped in a dream none of us could wake him from.We couldn't afford to play games anymore."Agreed," I replied, pushing back from my desk.Even I couldn't take the fucking games anymore. I'd never felt so cheated, so stupid in my entire life ever since Julian stepped in.And boy, was he a determined psychopath.Danny nodded, already reaching for his phone. "I'll call