All Chapters of Do Me To The Full: The Love That Finds Me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 11The Man Who Shouldn’t Exist(Amara’s POV)The man in the doorway looked completely ordinary.That was the most terrifying part.He wasn’t nervous. Nor was he give a sign of someone who is terrified. He wasn’t hiding.He stood there like someone visiting an old friend, with one his hands casually resting in the pocket of his dark coat.But the scar across his cheek told another story.Stories full of many things and less good things also. A story filled with violence.And hiding truth of the pasts. Danger.And secrets.Daniel had gone completely still beside me.I glanced at him.His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the muscle twitching.“You know him,” I whispered.Daniel didn’t answer.The man smiled slightly.“Of course he does.”He stepped forward before either of us could stop him, casually walking into my apartment like he owned the place.Daniel shut the door slowly.“What are you doing here?” Daniel asked, his voice dangerously calm.The man looked around m

CHAPTER 13The Enemy Among Us(Amara’s POV)For a moment after Victor finished speaking, no one moved.The air in my apartment suddenly felt too heavy to breathe.Caleb Morgan.The man Daniel trusted more than anyone.The man who had supposedly helped him investigate his brother’s death for five years.And now…He might be sitting outside my building.Watching us.Waiting.“That’s not possible,” I whispered.Victor didn’t look convinced.“Look at the footage again.”Daniel was already staring at the screen on Victor’s phone. His face had gone completely unreadable.Cold.Controlled.But the tension in his shoulders told another story.“You’re sure that’s Caleb’s car?” I asked carefully.“Yes,” Daniel replied quietly.“Maybe he just came to check on you.”Victor snorted.“At midnight?”My stomach twisted.Victor had a point.Daniel handed the phone back slowly.“He knows.”Victor nodded.“Yes.”“Knows what?”“That we’re getting closer to the truth.”Daniel walked toward the window and

CHAPTER 15 The Moment Trust Died (Dual POV: Amara & Daniel) The silence in the room didn’t feel natural anymore. It felt forced. Heavy. Like something unseen had entered with Victor—and refused to leave. Amara stood near the center of the living room, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, as if holding her body together. Daniel was a few steps ahead of her, his back slightly turned, his eyes fixed on Victor with a level of intensity that made the air feel sharp. No one spoke. But everything had already been said. Caleb’s voice still echoed in all their minds. “Those ten minutes… were the only time Michael was alone with Victor.” Ten minutes. Just ten minutes. And now those ten minutes had become more dangerous than five years of silence. “Daniel…” Amara said softly. He didn’t answer. That scared her more than anything else. Because Daniel Cole had always had control. Even when he was angry, even when he was confused—he was controlled. Now? Now he looked like a man

CHAPTER 17 The Memory That Refused to Stay Buried (Dual POV: Amara & Daniel) The silence after the recording ended did not feel empty. It felt crowded, as if the room had filled with ghosts from five years ago, all of them watching, waiting, demanding to be understood. Amara stood still, her mind refusing to settle, replaying Michael’s voice over and over again. Protect her. She’s the key. The words clung to her like something alive, something that refused to let go. Daniel placed the recording device slowly on the table, his movements controlled, deliberate, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed him. He wasn’t calm. He was holding himself together by force. There was a difference. “That changes everything,” he said quietly. Victor let out a breath that sounded almost like relief, but there was no comfort in it. “It confirms what I’ve been saying.” Daniel turned sharply. “It confirms that Michael was alive. It confirms there was another person. It doesn’t confirm your innoc

CHAPTER 19 The Night Michael Didn’t Die (Dual POV: Michael & Daniel) Five Years Earlier The night didn’t feel dangerous at first. It felt important. Michael Cole stepped out of the car and adjusted his jacket, his eyes scanning the quiet stretch of road ahead. The charity gala was only a few blocks away, music faintly drifting through the night, but that wasn’t where his attention was. He wasn’t here for the event. He was here for the truth. His phone buzzed in his hand. A message. Samuel Nwoye: I’m close. Don’t go in yet. Michael exhaled slowly, tension settling deeper into his chest. For weeks, everything had been building toward this moment. The files Samuel had gathered, the financial trails, the names hidden behind layers of legitimate business fronts—it was bigger than he had expected. Bigger than Caleb had admitted. That thought alone was enough to make him uneasy. Michael trusted Caleb. Or at least, he used to. Now? Now he wasn’t sure. He slipped his phone i