Semua Bab Claimed By My Father-In-Law: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Khira's POVFive months.Five whole months had passed without me seeing my husband, Alex Blackwell. Today was our one year anniversary and I was on my way to surprise him. Alex was a very busy man. He was the only son and only heir to his late father's legacy and company. He had to work on a new project that required him to travel. He didn't take me with him because he knew how hard it would be for me to leave my father behind. My mother died when I was born and ever since then it's been me and my father against the world until I met Alex and then he joined our family. I almost convinced him to move in with my father and I but he was against it because we needed our privacy. But I had been thinking recently and being with Alex was very important to me plus my dad had started making friends. So here I was in a private room on a train headed to New York with a bag of my belongings, to not just surprise my husband but to move in with him. He'd be so happy. I couldn't wait… I smiled w

Khira's POVMy head felt heavy as my eyes opened slowly. My body felt limp like it hadn't been used in years.I blinked multiple times as my last memory flooded my head. The betrayal, the fire, the train encounter. The smell of petrol. The heat. The look in Alex's eyes as he struck that match.My vision fell into place and dread crept into my spine. I was in what looked like an underground bunker. The air smelled sterile, like antiseptic mixed with something earthier like sandalwood and cold steel.Steel doors and compartmentalized goods lined the walls.I tried to move but something was holding me down. I raised my head to see and a scream left my lips.My hands and legs were in chains. I had been in a fire but there were no burn marks. My skin... it looked flawless. Pale and dehydrated but still Unblemished.My scream must have alerted my captor because I heard footsteps approaching. My heartbeat increased.Could it be Alex?It couldn't be. He wouldn't try to kill me just to save

Khira’s POV“This isn’t the parking lot,” he said calmly, eyes on the road. “It’s up ahead, you'll be breaking the rules if you stay here.”I swallowed hard, my fingers gripping the edge of the seat. Rain streaked my vision, but it wasn’t just the weather that clouded my sight. It was fear. It was grief. It was the impossible weight of stepping into a scene I had no right to witness.I hesitated for a bit of a second too long. My hand went to the window, rolling it down despite the cold wind biting at my face. Tears burned my eyes, blurred the outlines of umbrellas and the faces that held them, but I could still recognize some of my friends that were there.“Papa…” I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath.He turned at the sound, squinting through the rain. “Pardon?”Before I could answer, Adrien’s voice cut through the fragile air.“Apologies,” he said smoothly, though there was a sharpness in it that didn’t let my father linger on me for too long. “My friend here… has some is