All Chapters of I Faked My Death & Married His Ruthless Stepdad for Revenge: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Christopher's POV Night had fallen, but the ache in my chest refused to ease. I still hadn't recovered from my meeting with Mrs. Elena that morning.Every word she had spoken, every calculating look she had given me, kept replaying in my mind like a tape stuck on repeat. But it wasn't just the business or the ruthless demands that were driving me insane.It was that movement. Her movement.I leaned back against the couch in my living room, massaging my forehead as a cold shiver ran down my spine. I couldn't stop thinking about the way Elena had patted my head. It was such a small gesture, yet it stuck with me. The slow, gentle patting was exactly how my ex-wife, Lisa, used to pet her cat when she was alive.How? I questioned silently, staring blankly at the glass table before me.How could Mrs. Elena do that exact same thing? It was such a specific, quiet habit. She did it without even blinking, without a second thought. It felt wrong. It felt suspicious, like a ghost reaching o

Vincent's POV I sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Lisa’s soft hair down her bare back as she rested her heavy head against my chest. Her breathing was steady, her small body completely relaxed after the exhausting flight. I was enjoying the quiet warmth of the moment, though I hated the sudden, relentless hardness growing between my legs. The pure sight of her, wrapped in that thin, transparent pink chiffon nightgown, was driving me insane. And my crazy cock has decided to rise on its own.Then my phone suddenly beeped inside my pocket. Keeping my movements slow and careful so I wouldn't startle Lisa, who was still leaning against my chest, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone.The screen lit up with a single text message from Duncan:The message read;“I’m flying in, boss.”I stared at the screen, my jaw clenching slightly. I had requested Duncan's immediate presence earlier. I needed a full, unedited debrief on Christopher—his latest desperation, his new b

Vincent's POV My jaw dropped. "Clara?" I almost screamed."Oh, God, yes," Duncan laughed, leaning back into his chair. "Clara is such a loose, desperate bitch. She turns into an absolute slut the second she's behind closed doors with me."I stared at my son, utterly dumbfounded, before bursting into another fit of laughter. "Wait... let me get this straight. You are currently fucking both Christopher and his fiancée?""You said it yourself, Dad," Duncan grinned wickedly. "What's revenge without a little fun? I'm just having a little fun."Then, his smile suddenly vanished. Duncan lowered his eyes, his posture straightening into a formal, bowing stance as he looked at the floor."Except... my actions might be fucking with your master plan," Duncan admitted softly, a hint of genuine worry in his voice. "I'm sorry, Dad. Maybe I went too far this time.""No, no, no," I laughed, waving my hand dismissively. "Please, keep having your fun. My plans are moving completely on schedule. You ju

Author's POV Morning came like a slow, heavy storm, cold and merciless. Today was finally the day—Christopher and Clara’s wedding.Everything had been set in motion, every single arrangement carefully made. This wasn't some impulsive scheme Lisa had put together overnight; she had held this plan in motion long before the video leak that publicly ruined Christopher at the inauguration ceremony that day.Lisa had always wanted Christopher to marry that woman he lied was his junior sister. Because together, their fall would be absolute.The morning sunlight streamed through the long glass windows of St. Jude's Cathedral church.It was supposed to be a grand wedding, but Lisa had ensured the event remained strictly private, away from the prying eyes of the press.Only a handful of invited guests and witnesses sat quietly inside the large church.The church felt quiet and heavy, with no sign of celebration or excitement.At the front of the grand altar stood Christopher. He looked sharp i

Vincent's POV "Lisa, get down!" I roared immediately, pulling her against my chest to shield her.Before I could even understand what exactly was happening, everything had already turned into pure chaos in just a few seconds.The heavy wooden doors were blown off their hinges by a powerful explosion. In the next second, a dozen masked men dressed in black combat clothes stormed into the church. Each of them carried heavy gums in their hands.They didn't hesitate for even a second. They raised their guns and opened fire straight into the high, vaulted ceiling.RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!The loud burst of gunfire rang through the church. Pieces of plaster, marble, and bullets fell from the ceiling and rained down on everyone below."Ahhhhhhh!" Everyone screamed at the top of their lungs, running blindly behind any protective shield they could find.Christopher let out a pathetic, high-pitched yell, scrambling backward on his hands and knees like a coward, leaving his brand-new bride entirely