All Chapters of GOLDEN CONTRACT OF DESIRE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Jeffery checked three rooms before he accepted that Clara was not going to be found by checking rooms.The sitting room. The east corridor. The kitchen. The mansion felt occupied the way it always did even when it was quiet, and Clara had a way of leaving small evidence of herself in spaces she had recently passed through. A displaced cushion. A glass moved two inches from where it had been. He found the traces. He did not find her.He pulled out his phone and opened the CCTV panel.Fifteen seconds later he found her in the swimming pool, moving through the water with the unhurried ease of someone who had nowhere else to be and no strong feelings about that.He stared at the screen for a moment."Of course you went swimming," he said quietly. "After the stunt you just pulled."He put his phone away and walked toward the pool.Clara heard the shift in the air before she saw him and finished her stroke anyway, touched the wall, turned, and looked up.Jeffery stood at the pool edge in

Jeffery had barely reached the elevator entrance when his phone vibrated inside his pocket. He glanced at the screen and immediately saw Mei’s name staring back at him. His expression hardened slightly before he answered the call and placed the phone against his ear.“Such a cold gesture. Not even a hello.” Mei’s voice drifted through the line smoothly. “I was beginning to think we had become close after our last conversation. Turns out we have not. Anyway, I called because i noticed you just placed an order through one of my stores. Since the anniversary is coming in a few days, I thought I should personally deliver it and use the opportunity to check on my dear friend.”Jeffery stepped into the elevator slowly while listening to her. “Stop pretending, we both know you are not Clara’s friend.” His tone remained flat, but there was already irritation sitting beneath the words. A soft laugh escaped Mei. “I guess I should stop pretending then.” She paused briefly before continuing. “Th

Jeffery stood right at the bedroom entrance for a long moment. He did not walk away after he closed the door behind him. A new idea suddenly came into his head and he turned back around without thinking twice.He stepped into the bedroom again with slow steps. Clara's face lightened up the moment she saw him return through the door. Her eyes softened right away and something close to relief washed over her dripping body.He moved closer and unlocked the chains from her wrists first. Then he freed her legs and picked up a light robe from the couch beside the bed before dropping it gently on her. Clara pulled the robe around her body and sat up slowly on the mattress.Her hair stayed messy all over her face and she made no move to fix it with her hands. She moved off the bed with very careful steps like someone whose body had gone through something completely new and deep. The ache between her legs reminded her with every small movement that this time Jeffery had really been inside he

The jet’s roar had long faded into the night sky by the time the first survivors began creeping out from their hiding spots. The Eclipse Breed building smelled like death, gunpowder, piss, and copper thick enough to choke on. Walls that once echoed with orders now dripped red. Broken glass crunched under hesitant footsteps as the remaining women emerged, faces pale, eyes wild with the kind of shock that doesn’t wear off easy.In the upper room, the leader sat slumped against the table, breathing like a wounded animal. Her mangled hand throbbed with every heartbeat, three fingers gone, the stumps raw and pulsing. She grabbed a dirty scarf from the floor with her good hand, teeth clenched so hard her jaw ached, and wrapped it tight around the mess. Blood soaked through instantly, warm and sticky, but she didn’t flinch. Pain was nothing compared to the fire ripping through her chest.Rage consumed her. It wasn’t just anger. It was a white-hot fury that made her vision tunnel and her m

The car sat two blocks from a quiet restaurant, engine off, windows fogged from the cool evening air. A man had been waiting in the driver's seat for twenty minutes when Adrian finally climbed in. No greetings, no small talk. Just the comfortable silence of two men who had buried enough secrets together to skip the unnecessary words.The man spoke first, keeping his voice low."Since you're back in the city, sir, Malcolm's been asking about Daniel. Keeps wanting to know when his reliable shadow is coming back to work."Adrian stared straight ahead through the windshield, watching the empty street. Daniel. That name had wrapped around him for years like a second skin he couldn't quite peel off. The quiet, dependable employee who showed up on time, filed his reports without complaint, and blended into the furniture at Rothwell Enterprises. Working under Malcolm as Daniel had given him keys to rooms no outsider could have entered-late-night conversations, hidden files, movements that pow