Todos los capítulos de Two Times Mrs Weston : Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

XAVIER'S POVI paced the entrance of the boardroom, my phone pressed to my ear for the fifth time in ten minutes.Straight to voicemail..Again.“Come on, Aria.” I muttered, redialing again. “Please, pick up.”Nothing.I tried calling Reed. Same result. Straight to voicemail.That was when the unease settled deep in my gut. Reed was never late. Never unreachable. Something was wrong.“Having trouble reaching someone?”I looked up. Dean stood a few feet away, dressed in an expensive charcoal suit, that familiar smirk plastered across his face.“You look worried, brother.” He stepped closer, his voice dripping with false sympathy. “Is there a problem?”I ignored him and turned toward the boardroom door.“Hold on...” He moved to block my path. “I hate to comfort you, but Aria will definitely show up if that's what you're worried about.”I had him by the collar before I could stop myself, yanking him so close our faces were inches apart. “Whatever you have planned,” I said, my voice dan

ARIA'S POV“Hello?”Zara’s voice crackled through the speaker, laced with worry. “Aria, are you there?”I stared at the screen, fighting back the tears threatening to spill. My thumb hovered over the end call button, but I couldn't bring myself to press it.“Aria, please…” Zara's voice cracked. “If you can hear me, just say something. Anything.”My fingers traced the edges of the phone, clenching around it so hard my knuckles went white.“Y... yeah.” My voice came out barely above a whisper. “I'm here.”Zara let out a long, shaky breath of relief. “Oh my God, Aria. For God's sake, this is the sixth time I'm calling you. Do you know how worried I've been?”I only sniffled in response.“Where are you right now?” She asked. “Are you at the penthouse? I'll come over…”“No.” The word came out sharper than I intended. “I'm not going to the penthouse.”“Why? Aria, what's going on?”I took a shaky breath, tears streaming down my face. “I know you must be busy right now, but can I…”“Of course

IAN'S POVI ran past the hallway of the hospital, my mask firmly in place, eyes scanning the rooms as I passed. My heart pounded against my ribs, each beat louder than the last. I finally landed on the VIP room where Lucas was being treated.I stopped and took a deep breath, trying to steady my breathing. My palms were sweaty, my hands were trembling, even my feet were barely firm on the marble floor.Just then, the door opened from the inside and the doctor stepped out.I rushed to him immediately. “How is he? How's Lucas?”The doctor smiled, a reassuring expression on his face. “He’s awake, Mr. Weston. His vitals are much more stable now. He needs rest, hydration, and time to regain his strength, but he’s out of immediate danger. If his recovery continues like this, we expect him to make a full recovery.”I let out a long, shaky breath. Relief flooded through me so intensely I had to brace myself against the wall.“Can I see him?” I asked. The doctor nodded. “Of course. But I shoul

ARIA'S POVXavier dropped me onto the bed, his body hovering mine before I could even catch my breath. His lips found my neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down to my collarbone.“Xavier…” I tried to push him away, my hands pressing against his chest. “I need to shower. I'm sweaty and probably smell like…”“Baby.” He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark and intense. “It's just a kiss.”Meanwhile, his hand had already slid beneath my dress, his fingers finding their way past my thong, rubbing my bare pussy with practiced ease.“Xavier…” My breath hitched.“Shh.” He pressed his lips to mine, soft and reassuring. “Just enjoy it.”I tried to resist. I really did. But the moment his tongue swept against my lower lip, I melted. My arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer, my fingers tangling in his hair.He slid a finger into me, “Oh Xavier..”“That's it, baby.” The kiss deepened, his tongue slid against mine as he thrust his finger into me slowly, deliberately. “Le

ARIA'S POVFor a second, I thought it was a distant noise… something from outside, maybe a car passing by. Until I turned to my side and saw Xavier shaking against the sheets, his eyes squeezed tight, his body drenched in sweat like he'd run a marathon.“Xavier?” I jolted up, slapping his shoulder. “Xavier, wake up!”He kept shaking, muttering something under his breath. I couldn't make out the words, but the fear in his voice was unmistakable.“Xavier!” I shook him harder. “Wake up, baby. Wake up!”He didn't respond.Panic seized me. I scrambled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, grabbing a glass of water.I sprinted back and sprinkled it over his face.He gasped, his eyes flying open as he shot upright.“Xavier.” I quickly sat beside him, my hands cupping his face. “Xavier, look at me. It's okay. You're okay.”He breathed heavily, rubbing down his face with trembling hands.“Is it a nightmare?”“Yeah.” His voice was hoarse. “Just a nightmare.”“Xavier, don't you think this is ge