All Chapters of Accidentally Slept with My Ex-Boyfriend's Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11 [The Screen]

Emily's POV"IF I LOOK AT YOU AGAIN, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU."Claire's scream echoed off the stone walls. Blood streamed from her nose, ran down her chin, dripped onto her dress stained red.She turned. Her high heels clicked on the terrace floor. Her dress flew behind her.Before disappearing into the hallway, she stopped.She didn't turn around. Just stood there, her back to me, her body trembling."Oh, Emily?" Her voice was cold. Distant. "Congratulations on the baby. I hope he looks like his father."She vanished.The silence that followed was worse than any scream.Nathalie stared at me. Her mouth open. Her eyes wide."Emily," she whispered. "What have you done?"I looked at my hand. My palm burned. My wrist throbbed."She said she was going to decide about my child," I answered. My voice sounded strange. Distant. As if it weren't mine.Five hours later, the fashion show started twenty minutes late.The runway lights went dark. The audience fell silent. A second of silence. Then t

Chapter 12 [The Price of the Lie]

Emily's POVThe giant screen behind the stage was still showing Claire's face when she appeared.Not on the screen. In person.She emerged from behind the black curtain, limping. One dragging step. Another. Her right heel hung crooked, broken. Her red dress was wrinkled, stained with dried blood on the lap. Her red hair fell in damp strands over her swollen face.Her nose bandaged. Both eyes blackened. Her lip split.She looked like she had walked out of a car crash.The entire audience held its breath. Two hundred mouths opened at once. Two hundred pairs of eyes went from her face to me, and from me to her face.Claire kept walking. Limping. Groaning with every step."Listen to me, everyone!" she shouted. Her voice broke in the middle. "This woman was jealous. Because of my friendship with my Marcus. Because of the fashion show. This savage found me on the Sterling terrace and beat me. Beat me as if I were..."She didn't finish. Covered her face with her hands. Her shoulders trembled

Chapter 13 [He didn't answer with words.]

Emily's POV"Arthur," Vivienne said. Her voice trembled for the first time. "How dare you embarrass me in front of everyone here? This whore ruined our main model's face and you're defending her?"Arthur didn't move. His dark eyes met Vivienne's blue ones."I don't believe Parker did this to that girl," he said.He pointed at Claire. His long, steady finger.Claire stepped back. Her swollen face twisted."But... I... I..." Her voice failed. Her green eyes widened. She looked at me. At Arthur. At Vivienne. At Marcus.That's when I saw it.Her look. The way her green eyes pierced through me. It wasn't the look of a victim. It was the look of someone being exposed.What if it was her? The thought came like lightning. What if she was the one who took the photos?The flash in the garden. The envelope under the door with the message.Did she know? Had she always known?"The fashion show will continue," Arthur announced. His voice echoed through the hall. "This setback will be resolved. But

Chapter 14 [Come with me]

Emily's POVHis hand closed around mine. Firm. Warm. Certain."Come with me," he said.It wasn't a question. It wasn't an order. Something in between. Something that made my legs move before my brain could process it.We ran.Through the empty hallway. Past the boarding gates. Past the confused looks from airport staff who didn't know whether to stop us or pretend they hadn't seen anything.Arthur didn't let go of my hand.Not once.The parking garage was cold. Concrete. The echo of our footsteps bouncing off the walls. He pulled a key from his pocket. The car alarm beeped. Headlights flashed.A black Mercedes. Discreet. Anonymous. Perfect.He opened the passenger door. Pushed me inside. Not violently. Hurriedly. Desperately.Seconds later, he was beside me. The door closed. Silence fell between us like a veil.Both of us breathless. Both of us staring at the windshield. No one spoke.Then he turned.His dark eyes found mine. There was no stone there. No control. Just hunger. Just the

Chapter 15 [Because you belong to me]

Arthur's POVThe message.I had seen her face when her phone vibrated. The fear. The panic. Something had scared her, and she tried to hide it."Emily," I called. My voice came out lower than I wanted. "What happened?"She didn't answer right away. Her fingers played with her bag strap, rolling and unrolling the leather."Nothing," she said. "It's nothing.""You went pale. Your hand was shaking. It's not nothing."She sighed. Her shoulders fell."Nathalie sent a message," she said. Her eyes still fixed on the windshield. "She's worried. Everyone at the mansion is freaking out. Claire made up that story, and now... now everyone thinks I'm a violent lunatic."She lied.I knew she was lying. Not by what she said, but by how she said it. Her eyes didn't meet mine. Her fingers squeezed her bag too hard.But I didn't push.It wasn't the time. She would trust me when she was ready. Or she wouldn't. But pushing wouldn't help."Emily," I said. I turned my body on the seat to face her. "We can'

Chapter 16 [Who where you with, father?]

Arthur's POVThe silence between us was a rope about to snap.Marcus stood on the other side of the desk, his fists clenched, his chest rising and falling as if he'd run a marathon. His face was red, but it wasn't just anger. It was something uglier. Deeper.He didn't call me father.Arthur Sterling.As if I were a stranger. As if the thirty years I'd spent building an empire for him meant nothing."You're losing your grip," Marcus said. His voice was trembling, but his eyes were hard. "The scene you made at the fashion show... contradicting my mother in front of everyone. Do you know what the shareholders are saying?"I didn't move. Didn't answer right away. Just stared at him."The shareholders weren't there," I said, my voice low, controlled. "You were. And still, you did nothing.""What was I supposed to do?" He stepped forward. The chair scraped back. "That woman assaulted Claire!""Did you see it?" I stood slowly. The glass desk separated us. "Did you see her assault anyone?"Ma

Chapter 17 [The Flight]

Emily's POV The mansion was silent when I returned.Not the calm silence of empty houses. It was a heavy, dense silence, as if the stone walls were holding their breath, waiting for the next blow.Nathalie was sitting on the bed. Her face swollen from crying. Her eyes red. Suitcases open on the floor."You took long enough," she said. Her voice came out hoarse."I know."She stood up. Hugged me.The hug was tight. Desperate. The kind of hug you give when you don't know if you'll see the person again."Thank you," I whispered against her shoulder. "For everything. For supporting me. For not judging me. For being here.""Don't thank me, you idiot," she answered, her voice breaking. "You're my best friend. I'd go to the end of the world with you.""That's where we're going," I said, trying to laugh. "Almost."Nathalie pulled back. Looked at my face. Her eyes traced my features as if she were memorizing every detail."Emily," she said, her voice more serious now. "What's really going on?

Chapter 18 [Where are you?]

Arthur's POV The office was empty.The television on the wall was still showing the photo of the Mercedes. The caption still ran at the bottom of the screen, repeating the same accusation on a loop. I hadn't turned it off. I couldn't take my eyes off that image.The fogged-up windows. The visible license plate. The damn license plate that had given me away.I squeezed the phone in my hand. The screen creaked under the pressure of my fingers.Where are you, Emily?I called again.One ring. Two. Three."The person you are trying to reach is not available..."I hung up.I took a deep breath.She turned off her phone. Or she's ignoring me. Or she can't answer.None of the options pleased me.The office door was slightly open. Through the gap, I could see the empty hallway of the company. The sound of footsteps coming from outside. Fast footsteps. Angry. Like someone who wanted to break something.Marcus walked past the door.His face red. His eyes bloodshot. His shirt unbuttoned at the

Chapter 19 [Pregnant]

Arthur's POV "What are you doing in that wretched woman's room?" Vivienne's voice cut through the air like a blade. She stood in the doorway, her blue eyes icy, her face pale with anger. The simple black dress, no jewels, but her presence filled the doorframe as if she owned everything there. And, in a way, she did. But I didn't get up. Didn't look away. I just sat on Emily's bed, my hand still on the still-warm sheet, and let her see that I wasn't leaving until I was ready. This was my territory now, even if she thought otherwise. "I'm asking," she repeated, her voice louder now, impatient. "What are you doing here?" "Since when do I need to answer to you about where I step?" My voice came out low, but carried a coldness that made Vivienne hesitate for a second. "This house is mine. I go where I want, when I want." Vivienne walked into the room anyway. Her footsteps echoed on the wooden floor, each click a challenge. "Did you see the television?" she asked. Her voice trembled

Chapter 20 [The Encounter]

Emily's POV One week.One week since I fled Italy. One week since I left Arthur and everything behind. Two weeks since the anonymous message first appeared on my phone.New York was gray and cold. Nathalie's apartment was messy and cramped, but it was the only place where I felt safe.I couldn't go back to my old apartment. Marcus paid the rent. Marcus chose the furniture. Marcus had the key.That place was never mine. I only realized that now."You're not going to stay here all day again, are you?"Nathalie stood in the doorway, her bag hanging from her shoulder, her hair tied up in a high bun. She looked at me with that expression of someone who wanted to say more but was holding back. Her fingers tapped against her bag strap. A nervous tic."I need to find a job," I answered, my eyes fixed on the floor."You're a photographer, Emily." She leaned forward, trying to catch my gaze. "Start shooting. Reach out to agencies.""And how do I pay the bills while I do that?""I'll lend you m

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