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Chapter 65: Contractually Yours

Mara's POV Cruz froze, taken aback. “What the hell was that?” he asked, his tone shifting instantly. I turned to him, my eyes blazing. “What does it look like? I’m not in the mood, so fuck off, dickhead.” He let out a short laugh, disbelief written all over his face. “Not in the mood? You’re the one who asked me to come over that you were horny and here I am, and…” he choked, “...and you're suddenly not in the mood—?” I didn’t hold back, I turned around and snapped, “Yes, I’m telling you that I’m not in the fucking mood anymore! Is that supposed to be a crime?” I shot back. Cruz was completely stunned by the change in my behaviour. Just a few moments ago, I was dripping wet and was so into it that we almost had sex in the living room couch, not until my uncle walked in on us and stopped it. Now, I’m suddenly cold and distant, and he clearly can’t understand why. Cruz stared at me for a moment, then ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “You can’t just switch up like that

Chapter 66: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV I stood there quietly, not fighting it this time. I just let everything happen. The warm shower water ran down our body as Dante stood closely behind me, we were both completely naked as we took a bath together like it was the most normal thing ever. Dante's hands moved slowly over my back, steady and calm as he helped me scrub my back gently. I kept my eyes down, focusing on nothing in particular, just trying to get through it. It was quiet, and somehow I felt… at ease. Too at ease for a moment like this, and that was what made me question it. I began to wonder why on earth I was feeling peaceful with Dante standing so close behind me. The situation was just too far from normal, yet I was feeling warm enough to want to remain under this shower with him for as long as it might take. The only sound that seemed to exist in that moment was the water running over us, filling the space between us with something I couldn’t quite explain. Unlike my usual self, I didn’t s

Chapter 67: Contractually Yours

Dante's POV After dressing up and helping Jem change into something a little smaller, it still didn’t fit him perfectly, but at least it didn’t swallow him whole like the previous hoodie had. After all that, we stepped out of the room to join the rest of the family for dinner. Once we were all seated in the dining room, the table was already set, the food arranged neatly, and the maids had just finished placing the last dishes before stepping away. My mother sat beside me, calm as always, while I remained at the head of the table. Jem sat next to me, stiff and tense, like he didn’t even know how to breathe properly in that moment. It was obvious. Anyone paying attention could see it. Then Mara came down from upstairs. Her steps were steady at first, but the moment she reached the last step and her eyes landed on Jem, she suddenly stopped. It was subtle, but I caught it immediately. Something shifted in her expression, something quick and sharp, like she had just seen somethi

Chapter 68: Contractually Yours

Dante's POV I didn’t drop my phone back on the table. Instead, I slipped it straight into my trouser pocket and stood up from the dining table without hesitation. “I need to be at the office… something important just came up,” I said, already adjusting my posture as I prepared to leave. I had barely finished speaking when my mother’s voice cut in gently but firmly. “Dante… but you promised to eat dinner with the family today. You’re always at work, and today that you finally had the chance to join us… why don’t you just sit back and finish your food?” she said softly. Her tone was calm, almost careful, but I could hear the worry underneath it. I paused for a second and looked at her properly. My hand was already halfway out of my pocket, my mind still on the call I had just received. I could see it clearly in her eyes—this wasn’t just about food. It was about me never really staying long enough, never really being present the way she wanted me to be. “Mom,” I said more softly,

Chapter 69: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV The moment Dante finally left the room, everything changed. It didn’t really become “peaceful” like it should have. It just turned into that kind of silence that makes you suddenly aware of everything—like even breathing feels a bit too loud. The only sounds left were the soft clinking of spoons and plates, and the faint tapping of Mara’s fingers as she kept typing nonstop on her phone. It wasn’t loud, but somehow it filled the entire space. I stayed seated for a moment, but I didn’t feel settled. I felt exposed in a way, like I suddenly didn’t belong there anymore. Dante leaving the house had taken away the only sense of ease I had managed to build, and now I was left alone with everything I was still trying to understand. Honestly, I just sat there thinking for a second, why does it feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t belong in this room right now? Even the chair under me felt different, like it had quietly reminded me that I was still just a guest in this house

Chapter 70: Contractually Yours

Dante's POV The house was quiet by the time I got back. It was past midnight, and the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning and my own footsteps moving through the hallway toward my room. The port situation had been handled. Just barely. Duncan had managed to hold things together on the ground until I arrived, but it took three hours of negotiation, two phone calls to people I'd rather not owe favors to, and a level of patience I genuinely didn't have tonight. But what bothered me more than the port itself was the tip-off. Someone had deliberately fed information to customs. Someone who knew the shipment details, the timing, the container numbers. That kind of information doesn't leak by accident. It gets sold. And whoever sold it was close enough to know things they shouldn't. I was still turning that over in my head when I pushed open my bedroom door. The room was dim. Just the faint blue glow of the computer screen cutting through the darkness. I stepped insid

Chapter 71: Contractually Yours

Dante's POV “I wasn’t planning anything,” Jem said carefully. “I was just… looking. Researching.” he added slowly, but finally. “Researching how to re-enter the police academy,” I said. “How to clear your name. How to apply for law enforcement scholarships.” I paused slightly. “I read every tab, Jem.” Jem said nothing, so I continued again; “I also know it wasn’t the first time you thought about it,” I continued. “You’ve been carrying this long before you walked through my gate. The idea of going back. Reclaiming what Mara took from you.” At the mention of that single name, Jem's head snapped up instantly. “Yes,” I said evenly. “I know she’s the reason your academy career ended. I know about the investigation. I know about the scholarship. I know what she did to your name. I’ve known for a while.” Something shifted across Jem’s face as I spoke—shock, maybe, or that quiet unease that came from realizing I had known about his wounds long before he ever found the words to say the

Chapter 72: Contractually Yours

Dante's POV I woke up before sunrise with the room still dim and quiet, the early morning light slipping softly through the curtains and spreading across the bed. For a moment, I didn’t move at all. I just lay there fully dressed from the night before, shoes and everything still on, staring at the ceiling while the silence pressed around me. Then slowly, I turned my head toward Jem. He was still asleep. Deeply asleep. For the first time since he came into this house, Jem’s face actually looked calm, like whatever weight he usually carried had finally loosened its grip on him. There was no tension in his expression, no guarded look in his eyes, just slow breathing and stillness. He was lying beside me completely unaware of anything around him, and for some reason I didn’t immediately get up. I just stayed there watching him for a while. Then my thoughts drifted back to last night. To the way he sat at my desk and played quietly with his fingers, stealing quick side glances at m

Chapter 73: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV I woke up slowly, still half buried in sleep as I shifted slightly on the bed. For a moment, I didn’t even remember where I was. Everything felt warm and quiet, and my body was still heavy from last night's exhaustion. But the second I finally sat up properly and looked around the room, reality started settling back into my head. And then I heard Dante’s voice from behind me. “You’re awake.” I turned immediately. Dante was already sitting up against the headboard, still fully dressed from last night. Shirt, trousers, even his shoes were still on like he had never properly gone to sleep at all. The morning felt strangely awkward. Not uncomfortable exactly… just different. Neither of us brought up last night directly, but the air between us didn’t feel the same anymore. Something had definitely shifted after that conversation that we'd last night. I could feel it clearly, and from the way Dante was looking at me quietly, I knew he felt it too even if neither of us

Chapter 74: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV I was still standing in the kitchen when Mara spoke again. She didn’t even turn to face me. She just kept peeling her fruit slowly, like whatever she was about to say didn’t require my attention in the first place. Her voice came out calm, almost too calm, cutting through the quiet space between us. “I know about the seven-day contract,” she said simply, still focused on the fruit in her hands. “And I know Dante is developing feelings.” That alone made my chest tighten slightly, but I didn’t interrupt her. I just stood there, watching her back, waiting. Then she finally said it. “Dante is going to die before his fortieth birthday, Jem. That’s in less than seven months. And when he dies, everything in this house—the estate, the empire, the hospital, your mother’s treatment—all of it transfers to me. I am the legal successor. That paper exists and my name is airway on it. The seal exists and it'll soon be mine.” For a second, I thought I didn’t hear her properly.

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